The Gypsy Camp Songtext
von The San Sebastian Strings

I put a seashell to my ear and it all comes back
The yellow sun
The Mediterranean blue, the sky
The children running on the beach that day
The killdeer birds marching in formation down to the sea
And back
Down to the sea and back
When my memory wanders,
As it does when bad things happen
I put a seashell to my ear and it all comes back
That day...
You.


Even the gypsies.
It all comes back.
You see what loving does?
It makes you trust in horoscopes and gypsy wands and fortune tellers
And even seashells.
I still believe in love
It′s hard these days, you know.
And yet it's still the great adventure
Better than blowing bridges
Or a bus ride to Chicago
Even better than running away from home to
Join the Gypsies