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 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 i can see her in you kindred spirits are few when you find one you hold on for good and if you lose your way if your path goes astray she will lead you back to the wood 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 she was wild she was free she was calling to me sister gypsy we re one and the same