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The Fortuneteller
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I never got into magic, but the magic got into me.
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I'd been tangled up in love, but afraid of being free.
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Men... I don't understand them.
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They take you for all you got
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And leave you howling at the moon
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And thinking of... I don't know what...
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Yeah, I do. Thinking of that man.
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Is he alone? Is he thinking of me?
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Does he still love me?
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I needed some answers. Deep answers ...
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So there I was on the side of town where the beggars sleep.
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It was late. Real late ...
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But I knew she'd be open. Gypsies love the night.
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I heard that from a friend who once knew one.
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Sure enough her light was on and her door was cracked.
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The smell of incense made the night air cry out in desperation.
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But I didn't care. I was looking for revelation.
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So I walked in and made my way through a curtain of beads.
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I put some money on the table
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And she reached for a deck of cards and said: "Sit."
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She told me to look in her eyes.
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I did... But I also kept my eye on that deck.
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She gazed at a card and then she said ...
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I can see that you don't really want to know
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What your future holds as you travel down the road
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You'd rather believe that dreams do come true
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Than to find out they can lie to you
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She picked the money up from the table and stuffed it in her blouse.
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I said, "Wait a minute ... I was expecting a little bit more than that."
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She said, "What do you want me to do? Turn myself into a cat?
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I could you know. And I believed here.
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Everything got deadly quiet.
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Man, I was scared, but I didn't show it.
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Then she broke the silence. "Why are your palms sweating, child?"
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God, this woman was good.
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I asked her to read my palm. She said,
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"All right, but it'll cost you another fifty,
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And then I'm going to bed. Gypsies hate the night...
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Gimme your hand. I'm gonna read between the lines."
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I can see that you don't really want to know
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What your future holds, as you travel down the road
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You'd rather believe that dreams do come true
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Than to find he might be leaving you
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She said ... I can see that you don't really want to know
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What your future holds as you travel down the road
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You'd rather believe that dreams do come true
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So does the man who's followed you.
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The Fortuneteller
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| DORO |
