Gypsy soul, fettered down by world's cares,
Gypsy soul, battered & broken by pain,
Gypsy soul, tattered & seeking rest.
How long is this road before us?
How long till this path divides?
How long shall this trail be?
This Gypsy longs for a place of rest,
This Gypsy longs for a home to settle,
This Gypsy longs for His peace to remain.
© 2015 MMN
~ Morria
