| Was it a light only she could see
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| A gypsy’s spell, a mystery
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| Something to cause our girl to roam
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| Was it a song only she could hear
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| Whispering charms in her ears
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| Causing her to leave our happy home
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| Guess the light of the moon is all we’ve got to go on
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| Guess we’re never gonna know and she’s telling no one
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| Luna’s gone, she’s gone away
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| All day long I call her name
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| Luna’s gone
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| There wasn’t a sign of wanderlust
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| A quarrel, a breach of faith or trust
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| Nothing to give us one thin clue
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| Her eyes like the moon in a heart-shaped face
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| Astonishing speed, amazing grace
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| Little wild child we loved so true
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| Guess the wind in the trees is all she left behind her
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| Guess it’s part of the plan to know we’ll never find her
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| Woo-ooo, the end has come, verse and chapter
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| Woo-ooo, I’ll miss that girl forever after
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| Woo-ooo, she left us now the way she came
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| No amount of love could tame her, free as the wind that blows…
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| Guess she could resist the lure of the open spaces
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| You won’t find her in Miami Beach or Vegas |