Nightingale - Gypsy Eyes Lyrics
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Gypsy Eyes
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What Are The Lyrics For Gypsy Eyes By Nightingale?
She woke me up in the morning
With a soft and gentle touch And now I realize that I need her too much I really don't know if my body will move If I try to walk away And something in her eyes are begging me to stay Begging me to stay Back on my feet, I'm standing But I can hardly walk She's bound to mystery And I am a sparrow and she's the hawk I know I must leave and get on with the search My soul has left me in the lurch And there is something about her smile That's killing me inside Totally drowned in gypsy eyes I know she can see right through my disguise Totally drowned in gypsy eyes And when she smiles is the closest that I'll ever get To paradise I am at her door I am leaving Now it's time to say goodbye I can see a gypsy tear is shining in her eye I try to say that I will soon return And seek shelter for the night But now I must return to where the dark deceived the light Totally drowned in gypsy eyes I know she can see right through my disguise Totally drowned in gypsy eyes She is the one that makes my lifeforce arise Totally drowned in gypsy eyes I know she can see right through my disguise Totally drowned in gypsy eyes And when she smiles is the closest that I'll ever get To paradise |
Who Wrote Gypsy Eyes By Nightingale?
Swano, Dan Erland
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What's The Duration Of The Gypsy Eyes By Nightingale?The duration of Gypsy Eyes is 3:38 minutes and seconds. |
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