Canopy

Can you be my gypsy lover,
I can be your nomad man,
At the end of the forest,
Meet me when you can.

Underneath the covers,
Of the leafy trees,
Wanderlust, just you and me,
Beneath our canopy.

Can you be my gypsy lover,
I can be your nomad man,
At the end of the forest,
Meet me when you can.

Underneath the covers,
Of the leafy trees,
Wanderlust, just you and me,
Beneath our canopy.

The stars! The stars!
The stars will be our home,
Where we lay our heads,
There we rest our souls.

The stars! The stars!
The stars will be our home,
Where we lay our heads,
There we rest our souls.

Don't cut me, I bleed to freely,
My wandering heart is wounded easy,
Don't cut me, I bleed to freely,
My wandering heart is wounded easy,

Wanderlust,
Wanderlust,
Wanderlust, just you and me,
Beneath our canopy.