Searching through the ashes of the past,
searching through things that don't ever last
looking for a home in all the broken bones
looking for someone who remembers my eyes
looking for a home for the gypsy soul
before the gypsy spirit flies.

Searching the rubble of my heart,
for some hope to keep me alive
reaching out into the cold
for someone to throw me a line
hoping and broken still all alone
just waiting for the end of time.

Searching in ashes, something in the past
that says there is a reason
for all of this time spent, lost at a distance
wondering why I even exist
searching, still searching
tired of searching
all of the emptiness.

All I have to love is this
this lovely heartache of mine to kiss
this brokenhearted emptiness
to carry with me as I embark
on this journey of a broken heart.

Take me someplace where I can dream
take me to the river that meets the stream
of dreams wherein I can dream
take me to a place where the mulberries
break their hearts instead of mine.

Take me somewhere we can run away
where cold broken hopes can't find a place
a paradise that somehow still exists
take me to anywhere better than this
I've shaken my feathers, I've grown new wings
I'm flying somehow, you know, oh you'll see

it doesn't matter where I go I just need to be free
catch me if you can, the gypsy bird needs peace
keep me in a net, the gypsy soul dies
rescue me if you can, there's so little time
I'll die before you come, how can you just say
just lay there and love your lovely heartache?