Gypsy

Got off the bus...back from an expedition...It turned out to be an Island,

I was looking out for a Sanctuary instead.

All sounds make sense and fill my head with a new chorus full of my words..my wishes...my demands...myself

Walking on the road is nothing less than floating with the clouds.

Laughing uncontrollably never felt more real to me

I’m on my way again, with whom i’ve known the closest and my happiness knows no bounds.

There’s a road before me and there’s one I chose to leave behind.

I’m here now .... somewhere else tomorrow.

Today..like yesterday..I like being me....i’m new again...I’m a Gypsy