Song | The Gypsy King |
Artist | Patrick Wolf |
Album | Wind in the Wires |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Drawing a line | |
A ship in a harbour | |
Yes I will go | |
I’ll be going there soon | |
A blue map of | |
Cornwall Up on a bedroom wall | |
Drawing a line | |
I’ll be following soon | |
But how do | |
I follow? | |
What road to be choosing? | |
Do I follow the star | |
Or the gypsy king? | |
I recall when | |
I was younger | |
There was a fire | |
To travel the world | |
And shine with a passion | |
But as ambition shoots blank | |
Day by Day | |
On a train from | |
Edinburgh | |
To the Kings | |
Cross rain…. | |
I see a small house | |
Built on the sea | |
I could live there alone | |
With a horse and a ukulele | |
But how do | |
I get there? | |
What road to be choosing? | |
When the seasons so high | |
For losing | |
How do I follow | |
What road to be choosing? | |
Do I follow the star | |
Or the Gypsy | |
King? |
Drawing a line | |
A ship in a harbour | |
Yes I will go | |
I' ll be going there soon | |
A blue map of | |
Cornwall Up on a bedroom wall | |
Drawing a line | |
I' ll be following soon | |
But how do | |
I follow? | |
What road to be choosing? | |
Do I follow the star | |
Or the gypsy king? | |
I recall when | |
I was younger | |
There was a fire | |
To travel the world | |
And shine with a passion | |
But as ambition shoots blank | |
Day by Day | |
On a train from | |
Edinburgh | |
To the Kings | |
Cross rain. | |
I see a small house | |
Built on the sea | |
I could live there alone | |
With a horse and a ukulele | |
But how do | |
I get there? | |
What road to be choosing? | |
When the seasons so high | |
For losing | |
How do I follow | |
What road to be choosing? | |
Do I follow the star | |
Or the Gypsy | |
King? |
Drawing a line | |
A ship in a harbour | |
Yes I will go | |
I' ll be going there soon | |
A blue map of | |
Cornwall Up on a bedroom wall | |
Drawing a line | |
I' ll be following soon | |
But how do | |
I follow? | |
What road to be choosing? | |
Do I follow the star | |
Or the gypsy king? | |
I recall when | |
I was younger | |
There was a fire | |
To travel the world | |
And shine with a passion | |
But as ambition shoots blank | |
Day by Day | |
On a train from | |
Edinburgh | |
To the Kings | |
Cross rain. | |
I see a small house | |
Built on the sea | |
I could live there alone | |
With a horse and a ukulele | |
But how do | |
I get there? | |
What road to be choosing? | |
When the seasons so high | |
For losing | |
How do I follow | |
What road to be choosing? | |
Do I follow the star | |
Or the Gypsy | |
King? |