Il testo della The fortuneteller

I never got into magic - but the magic got into me.
I'd been tangled up in love, but afraid of being free.
Men... i don't understand them:
They take you for all you got
And leave you howling at the moon
And thinking of... i don't know what...
Yeah i do... thinking of that man...
Is he alone? is he thinking of me?
Does he still love me?
I needed some answers - deep answers
So there i was, on the side of town where the beggars sleep..
It was late - real late.
But i knew she'd be open - gypsies love the night.
I heard that from a friend who once knew one.
Sure enough, her light was on and her door was cracked;
The smell of incense made the night air cry out in desperation.
But i didn't care, i was looking for revelation,
So i walked in, and made my way through a curtain of beads.
There must have been ten thousand candles - but only one was lit.
I put some money on the table
And she reached for a deck of cards and said: "sit."
She told me to look in her eyes..
I did... but i also kept my eye on that deck
She gazed at a card... and then she said:
"i can see that you don't really want to know
What your future holds, as you travel down the road:
You'd rather believe that dreams do come true,
Than to find out they can lie to you..."
She picked the money up from the table, and stuffed it in her blouse.
I said: "wait a minute - i was expecting a little bit more than that"
She said: "what do you want me to do? - turn myself into a cat?
I could, you know" - and i believed her...
Everything got deadly quiet...
Man, i was scared - but i didn't show it.

Then she broke the silence... "why are your palms sweating, child?"
God - this woman was good!
I asked her to read my palm - she said:
"all right, but it'll cost you another fifty
And then i'm going to bed - gypsies hate the night...
Gimme your hand - i'm gonna read between the lines."
"i can see that you don't really want to know
What your future holds, as you travel down the road:
You'd rather believe that dreams do come true,
Than to find he might be leaving you."
She said: "i can see that you don't really want to know
What your future holds, as you travel down the road:
You'd rather believe that dreams do come true -
So does the man who's followed you."