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She’d trade Colorado if he’d take her with
him, closes the door before the winter lets
the cold in.
And wonders if her love is strong enough to
make him stay, she’s answered by the taillights,
shining through the window pane.
He said I wanna see you again, but I’m
stuck in colder weather. Maybe tomorrow
will be better, can I call you then?
She said, you’re rambling man, and you ain’t
ever gonna change. You’ve got a gypsy soul
to blame and you were born for leaving.
At a truck stop diner just outside of Lincoln,
the night is black as the coffee he was drinking.
And in the waitress’ eyes he sees the same
old light is shining, he thinks of Colorado, and
the girl he left behind him.
He said I wanna see you again, but I’m
stuck in colder weather. Maybe tomorrow
will be better, can I call you then?
She said, you’re rambling man, and you ain’t
ever gonna change. You’ve got a gypsy soul
to blame and you were born for leaving, born
for leaving.
Well, it’s a winding road when you’re in the
lost and found. You’re a lover, I’m a runner,
and we go round and round.
And I love you, but I leave you, I don’t want
you, but I need you. You know it’s you that
calls me back here, baby!
Oh, I wanna see you again, but I’m stuck in
colder weather! Maybe tomorrow will be
better, can I call you then?
Cause I’m a rambling man, I ain’t ever gonna
change! I’ve got a gypsy soul to blame and I
was born for leaving, born for leaving.
When I close my eyes, I see you, no matter
where I am. I can smell your perfume through
these whispering pines, I’m with your ghost
again.
It’s a shame about the weather, but I know
soon we’ll be together, and I can’t wait till
then, I can’t wait till then.