#Mood 🌊🌞⁣
So I’m back to the velvet underground⁣
Back to the floor that I love⁣
To a room with some lace and paper flowers⁣
Back to the gypsy that I was ⁣
To the gypsy that I was⁣

And it all comes down to you⁣
Well, you know that it does, well⁣
Lightning strikes maybe once, maybe twice⁣
Oh and it lights up the night⁣
And you see your gypsy⁣
You see your gypsy⁣

To the gypsy⁣
That remains⁣
Her face says freedom⁣
With a little fear⁣
I have no fear⁣
I have only love⁣
And if I was a child⁣
And the child was enough⁣
Enough for me to love⁣
Enough to love⁣

She is dancing away from you now⁣
She was just a wish⁣
She was just a wish⁣
And her memory is all that is left for you now⁣
You see your gypsy, oh⁣
You see your gypsy⁣

Ooh ooh, oh oh, oh oh oh⁣

Goodness strikes⁣
Maybe once, maybe twice⁣
And it all comes down to you⁣
Ooh oh, and it all comes down to you⁣
Lightning strikes⁣
Maybe once, maybe twice oh ⁣
I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes⁣

And it all comes down to you ⁣

— Lyrics “Gypsy” @fleetwooddmac ⁣

📸 @nolan.weisser

Huntington Beach, CA

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