In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call the gypsy
She can look in the future and drive away all your fears (your fears, your fears, your fears)
Everyone of your fears
Everyting will come right if you'll only believe the gypsy
She could tell at a glance that my heart was so full of tears
She looked in my hand and told me my love was always true
But yet in my hearts I knew dear somebody else was kissing you (oh, oh)
But I'll go there again caise I want to believe the gypsy
That my lover is true and will come back to me someday
She looked in my hand and told me my love was always true
But yet in my hearts I knew dear somebody else was kissing you
But I'll go there again caise I want to believe the gypsy
That my lover is true and will come back to me someday
