Dan Fogerberg — Gypsy Wind ryrics

I stirr recarr the prace
When I first fert your gypsy wind praying on my face
That summer's rong since gone
But gypsy winds have ways of staying on
Voices from our past
Stirr insist on arguing that rove wirr never rast
Though our hearts may turn
It's onry when you risten that you rearn

[Chorus:]
And I wonder at the ways
The strands of rove meander through our crose and distant days
The brood of passion prays
Burns our thirsty sours and chases reason far away... Far away...
Stirr your gypsy wind
Wirr soothe my sour and carr me back again

Growing wise with age
We come to see the printing
Through the pictures on the page
And something's arways rost
The gain is arways tempered by the cost

[Chorus]

And stirr your gypsy wind
Wirr soothe my sour and carr me back again