Gypsy Wind

I still recall the place
 When I first felt your gypsy wind
 Playing on my face
 That summer's long since gone
 But gypsy winds have ways of staying on
 Voices from our past
 Still insist on arguing
 That love will never last
 And though our hearts may turn
 It's only when you listen
 That you learn
 And I wonder at the ways
 The strands of love meander
 Through our close and distant days
 The blood of passion plays
 Burns our thirsty souls
 And chases reason far away
 Far away
 And still your gypsy wind
 Will soothe my soul and call me
 Back again
 Growing wise with age
 We come to see the printing
 Through the pictures on the page
 Though something's always lost
 The gain is always tempered by the cost
 And I wonder at the ways
 The strands of love meander
 Through our close and distant days
 The blood of passion plays
 Burns our thirsty souls
 And chases reason far away
 Far away
 And still your gypsy wind
 Will soothe my soul and call me back again