Hey there gypsy woman, how do I get ahold of thee?
Your wanderlust attracts me, yet catching you is another story.
Why keep running gypsy woman?
The lust runs through my blood to, let me team up with you.
Travel the world, see the unknown.
The sweet taste of you makes me chase your gypsy-ness, and the looking in your eye tells me a thousand hints.
When I will catch you, the clock only knows.
Where we go the wind will decide.
I long for thee, oh gypsy.