On my word, what does it mean? Is it love or is it me? Makes me change so suddenly, from looking out. Feeling free. I sit here lying in my bed, wondering what it was I'd said, that made me think I'd been lost my head, when I knew I'd lost my heart instead. So won't you please read my signs, be a gypsy. Tell me what I hope to find deep within me. Because you can't find my mind, please be with me. All the better things I've done, have been you and me. All the better things I've done, have been you and me. All the better things I've done, have been you and me. So won't you please read my signs, be a gypsy. Tell me what I hope to find deep within me. Because you can't find my mind, please be with me. All the better things I've done, have been you and me.