Gypsy Eyes

such a rainy day dream away
will this be a stone free day

or will the rolling purple haze
enter up a whole new phaze

just like a vodoo child
running around in the wild

circling around the watchtower
seeking out the majic power

this foxy lady is such a classic
caught in the crosstown traffic

the sky is turning hell fire red
trying so hard to free my head

while someone's house is slowly burning
everyones head is slowly turning

I only have this one desire
let me stand next to your fire

the wind crying out for Mary
how long can this weight I carry

sitting beneath blossoms so shady
soaring on a little wing you foxy lady

so high in the sky above
where all the gods make maddening love

it is still raining, I am still dreaming
the wild thing below is hot and steaming

the Phoenix again will gently rise
when I look again into those gypsy eyes

Gomer Lepoet...