Meagan's Gypsy Eyes

Meagan's Gyspy eyes The lyres surround me Purple drops of rain The sun shone around me Death that clouds her life Will be forever [Thee?] Is loved Yet cannot love, not never Mystic thoughts of love And her's completely Taught her how to run Though not discreetly Meagan's not as old As she'd like to think she's young Sophisitcated dreams Are as plastic as the songs She has sung Likes to think she's hung up on herself And aren't you lucky? Meagan's Gypsy eyes The lyres surround me Purple drops of rain The sun shone 'round me