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I dream of barefoot dancing in the summer breeze

Her face still haunts my memory

her heart was sunshine and her smile was summer rain

The thoughts of her cause me no pain

Ride on my gypsy queen

Ride on into the setting sun

A painted caravan

A place she called her home

The only comfort when she roamed

I hear her songs and I learned their mystery

Like gypsy magic the songs, they speak to me

Uncommon path no need for a road

A life of freedom

A soul that can't be owned

Roll on the wheel and turn another day

Through the seasons of my soul