Meagan's Gypsy Eyes

Meagan's Gyspy eyes

The lyres surround me

Purple drops of rain

The sun shone around me



Death that clouds her life

Will be forever

[Thee?] Is loved

Yet cannot love, not never



Mystic thoughts of love

And her's completely

Taught her how to run

Though not discreetly



Meagan's not as old

As she'd like to think she's young

Sophisitcated dreams

Are as plastic as the songs

She has sung

Likes to think she's hung up on herself

And aren't you lucky?



Meagan's Gypsy eyes

The lyres surround me

Purple drops of rain

The sun shone 'round me