I am a gypsy, a traveler of sorts
I pack up my things and I go
I've had my options and offers to stay
But none of them I would call home
Well we met on the corner, in the middle of nowhere
She kindly invited me in
Opened her doors to a wandering stranger
Grabbed me like no place I've been
And she wrapped her arms round me with slow rollin' hills
And sweet gold embrace of her sky
She held my heart softly in the rock of her waves
Her wind gently kissed me goodnight
Well I've found myself in all kinds of places
Yes, I have been down a few roads
And many a time I have lost my direction
With no mind for where I was going
Well all roads lead some place, sometimes to treasures
That hook your attention so fast
They catch you off guard when they show up, surprise you
They alter and change all your plans
Now I want to be wrapped in the arms of her with slow rollin' hills
And sweet gold embrace of her sky
She can hold my heart softly in the rock of her waves
Her winds, they can kiss me goodnight
Some say that luck is a matter of chance and good timing
But if you go looking for things, you're likely to find them
Well I want to live in the woods near the ocean
In a house I built with my hands
Wakin' up daily with my own lovely lady
Who equally cares for this land
We'd stroll down the clay path in the mist of the morning
And play with the good farmer's dogs
We'd host crazy parties in our open frame kitchen
Sharing our stories and songs
And she'd wrap her arms round us with her slow rollin' hills
And sweet gold embrace of her skies
She'd hold our hearts softly with the rock of her waves
Winds blowin' kisses goodnight
Yes, I want to live in the woods near the ocean
In a house I built with my hands
Wakin' up daily with my own lovely lady
Who equally cares for this land