Hiding way deep down,

a gypsy soul to be.

Hiding way deep down,

she had yet to see.

Still oblivious,

but closer to her dream,

Still obliviouse,

potential it did seem.

Sweeping her away,

like she was falling home.

Sweeping her away,

like it was all she' d ever known.

Tending to and showing off,

cattle took her soul and heart.

Tending to and showing off,

who would have guessed it'd be an art.

Now her deepest passion,

she had never dreampt of such.

Now her deepest passion,

she'll never give up this much.

Facing any possibility,

a gate left open wide for all,

Facing any Possibility,

that gypsy soul will stand so tall.

She's bound for beyonde

she'll go far soon they'll see.

She's bound for beyonde,

in her way not even a brute enemy.