Upon my word, what does it mean?
Is it love, or is it me?
Makes my change so suddenly.
Look out to feeling free.
Sit here lying in my bed, wondering what it was i said.
That made me think I'd lost my head。
When I knew I'd lost my heart instead.
Won't you please read my signs, be a gypsy,
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me.
Because you can find my mind,please be with me.
Of all the better things I've heard,
Loving you has made the words.
And all the rest seem so absurd.
Cause when the end it all workes out, I'm sure.
Won't you please read my signs, be a gypsy,
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me.
Because you can find my mind,please be with me.