Beautiful woman with a gypsy soul,
You stole my heart and left a hole With tiny flowers in your hair, You left glitter scattered everywhere. A trail to follow should I begin To try once more to see you again. And there on my pillow you left a scent Of summer’s breeze and bewilderment We didn’t expect to find a friend When we both sat down and the night began Minutes turned to hours and the feelings grew I’d never met another woman quite like you Though I tried to save the night You disappeared with the morning’s light, And now I can’t turn back the hands of time To reflect the night when you were mine.
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Tennessee Martin
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