Gypsyland

<br>Roger Creager, Gary Nicholson<br> <br><br>I left a note on her pillow, <br>kissed her check and slipped off into the wind. <br>All she wanted to know last night was when she`d see me again. <br>If I only knew myself then maybe I could say, <br>but my empty promises would only fade away into <br><br>Chorus<br>Gypsyland, <br>Where the wheels never stop turning. <br>Gypsyland, <br>where the fires never stop burning. <br>Though it`s hard to understand, <br>and girl though I`d love to be your man, <br>I`m lost out here in Gypsyland. <br><br>Once I held a woman or should I say she once held me. <br>Before I knew I could only live a life that`s wild and free. <br>These days I search the Texas sky<br>for one bright star to tell me if there`s still a chance <br>or if I`ve gone too far into <br><br>Chorus. <br><br>Rolling on night after night <br>Moving fast traveling light