I still recall the place   When I first felt your gypsy wind playin' on my face   That summer's long since gone   But gypsy winds have ways of staying on      Voices from our past still insist on arguing   That love will never last   Though our hearts may turn   It's only when you listen that you learn      And I wonder at the ways   The strands of love meander   Through our close and distant days      The blood of passion plays   Burns our thirsty souls   And chases reason far away, far away, hey      And still your gypsy wind   Will soothe my soul and call me back again      Growing wise with age, we come to see the printing   Through the pictures on the page   And something's always lost   The gain is always tempered by the cost      And I wonder at the ways   The strands of love meander   Through our close and distant days      The blood of passion plays   Burns our thirsty souls   And chases reason far away, far away, hey      And still your gypsy wind   Will soothe my soul and call me back again      And still your gypsy wind   Will soothe my soul and call me back again