Drifter and Gypsy

Duration

4:04

Genres

Acoustic

Lyrics

Dusty shelves Piles of clothes Dirty windows A cluttered home Piles of souvenirs everywhere Things she gathered on her Way to somewhere else Crying eyes phony smiles Hidden pain, hidden trials Busy days and lonely nights she calls No one hears her but They'll watch her fall She's a drifter and a gypsy She's a loner she's a child She wants nothing more from anyone Than a little bit of friendship Or a little bit of time Stacks of diaries, photographs She thinks about her vibrant past But she didn't know in those days That she'd find herself in such a state today She'll be 41, she still don't know Who she's meant to be or where she'll go Sure she loves a man but he's like An evanescent vapor on a foggy night He's a drifter and a gypsy He's a loner he's a child And he wants nothing more from anyone Than a little bit of freedom most of the time She's a drifter and a gypsy An aging beauty though a child She wants nothing more from anyone than a little bit of friendship Or a little bit of time They are drifters and they're gypsies But they're lovers in their hearts The things they want most from each other Are the very things that kill them and keep them apart