The Gypsy Meets The Boy
Jonathan:
The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen
And she beckoned me, to glimpse my future she'd seen
Gypsy to Jonathan:
She said, do you see what I see?, be careful to choose
Be careful what you wish for, cause it may come true
When I lay the card down will it turn up the fool?
Will it turn up sorrow? If it does then you lose
Jonathan to the Gypsy:
I'm the lost boy can you help me
Yeah, I'm the lost boy can you help me
Jonathan:
Then the illusion was real, a crimson idol I saw
But the higher he'd fly, then the further he'd fall
Jonathan to the Gypsy:
I'm the lost boy can you help me
Yeah, I'm the lost boy can you help me
Jonathan to the Gypsy:
I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be
The crimson Idol of a million
I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be
The crimson Idol of a million eyes
Of a million
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