The Fortuneteller (Album Version)

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 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 here 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