| So I’m back, to the velvet under ground
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| Back to the floor, that I love
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| To a room with some lace and paper flowers
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| Back to the gypsy… that I was
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| And it all comes down to you
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| Well, you know that it does
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| And lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
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| Oh, and it lights up the night
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| And you see your gypsy
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| You see your gypsy
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| To th gypsy that remains faces freedom with a little fear
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| I have no fear, I have only love
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| And if I was a child
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| And the child was enough
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| Enough for me to love
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| Enough to love
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| She is dancing away from me now
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| She was just a wish
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| She was just a wish
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| And a memory is all that is left for you now
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| You see your gypsy
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| You see your gypsy
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| Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
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| And it all comes down to you
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| And it all comes down to you
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| Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
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| And it all comes down to you
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| I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
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| I have always loved you
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| And it all comes down to you |