Have you heard about the gypsy?
Have you heard the lady call?
Who am I to portray he likeness?
She's made everything come real
In her hands I take another day
In her breast I hear her heart
I will wait until tomorrow
Then I'll smile and say she's right
Then smile on and laugh about it
I see a golden bird
Spreading wings that she might fly
Underneath a stardust sky
And never ask why "“ but understand
I have asked so many questions
You have heard them all before
I've just got to be sure of myself
Before I do any more
And lady you can help me
Put me on the right road
Lady you can help me "“ to carry the load
Then smile on and laugh about it
I see a golden bird
Spreading wings that she might fly
Underneath a stardust sky
And never ask why "“ but understand