Caravan from Broadcast Day by James Reckseidler

Did it come early?
Did it come late?

I woke up in the morning
And headed into town
To see you sell your wares
To every fool in town
Your eyes like steel
Planted firmly on the ground

And all I remember was you dancing
By the campfire at night
The way you swayed your hips
Was a rhythm I could feel
Yeah they surely hypnotized me

And your eyes, like steel
Surely mesmerized me

So, I had to see you
I was standing at your door
Your body traced in the moonlight
My thoughts, drawing more

When I woke up in the morning
I watched your caravan roll away

Well I guess I shouldn't have believed
I was anything you need

Only fools should believe
They're anything you need

The caravan rolled away
Your caravan rolled away

• Acoustic
• Country
• Gypsy Folk
• Rock
• acoustic rock
• alternative country
• alternative country rock
• alternative rock
• gypsy swing
• prairie
• singer-songwriter
• Calgary