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His voice was so sincere,
Music whispered in my ear,
The promise of a tomorrow
Never of lonely sorrow.

His eyes shined into my soul
There was nothing I could control
I fell in a neverending love
The kind I had dreamed of.

I look up, no longer can I see
His eyes looking back at me
I reach out, I can not feel
It seems as he was not real.

I hang my head, turn to walk away
But something always makes me stay
I continue waiting on my gypsy man
Surviving only the best I can.

Some day, I pray he will return
To make that fire again burn
And still I will continue waiting right here
For my one in a life time love to reappear.