Lyrics Gypsy Lady - Peter Bradley Adams

There's a gypsy lady, and she's dancing tonight.
She moves in and out of silver light.

Just when you see her, she's gone in the dark,
High on the wind, her head against the stars.

There's men who've loved her, there's men who've tried.
Some think they've known her, some got inside.

She don't seem to notice, she's got her eyes on the moon.
Her smile full of secrets, she sings herself a tune.

Out along the endless highway, where that lonesome whistle blows.
I dream she flies on a snow white dove. I dream she finds me. I dream she carries me home.

There's a gypsy lady tellin' stories tonight,
With children all around her lost in delight.

There's ancient voices whisperin' soft in her ears.
A band of angels that only she hears.

Out along the endless highway, where that lonesome whistle blows.
I dream she flies on a snow white dove. I dream she finds me. I dream she carries me home.

I dream she flies on a snow white dove. I dream she finds me. I dream she carries me home.