In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call the gypsy
She can look in your future and drive away all your fears
Everything will come right if you only believe the gypsy
She could tell at a glance that my heart was so full of tears

She looked at my hand and told me my lover was always true
And yet in my heart i knew dear somebody else was kissing you
But i'll go there again cause i want to believe the gypsy
That my lover is true and will come back to me some day

But i'll go there again cause i want to believe the gypsy
That my lover is true and will come back to me some day