Story Behind the Song
The Gypsy Girl is a metaphore of people that are compelled to follow their dreams.
Lyrics
A Gypsy Girl, A long time ago
IN a place not so far away
Where the moon and the stars seem to be at play,
And the night faded away.
But the clouds brought the snow and rain
And with that came sorrow and pain.
And the snow and rain, sorrow and pain, can weaken the body
But your sanity, is forever yours to claim. You are where you think you are,
You think you're staying, but you're changing
Go where your mind blows.
Go
So Gypsy Girl, what're you gonna do?
Tell me what do you think, and where do you plan to go to,
Gypsy Girl?
"I gotta find my pot of gold, relax, and grow old,
I want to sit and think what I think about it all but I know
That wild wind will call, that wild wind will call"
You are where you think you are,
You think you're staying, but you're changing
Go where your mind blows
Go
"So I must search the world and look for my pot of gold
So that I may relax, and grow old"
But that wild wind will blow, and you, will always go, Gypsy Girl
But that wild wind will blow, and you will always go.
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