Sister Gypsy Blackmore's Night

And she danced through the wood
Like a gypsy girl should
And she laughed in the face of the fire
Under black velvet skies
With the moon in her eyes
Head held high, tambourine held higher

And she laughed at the fools
Who played by the rules
And she wondered just what would have been
If she set them all free
Into her fantasy
Free to dance through the woods again

A dangerous game
To know her name
She was wild, she was free
She was calling to me
Sister gypsy, we're one and the same

And she danced through the trees
For those who believed
She was one with the earth and the sky
In a moment she's gone
But her memory lives on
Like a shooting star through the night