Sometimes I imagine what it would be like to just be – like a gypsy. Just doing what I felt like doing at the time and not worrying about money, bills, my commitments, etc…
This song describes those kind of feelings.
Sometimes I daydream a lot … What if I was a hippie/gypsy… What if I was a rockstar… What if I was a Mother… What if I lived here… or there…What if I had lived during those times. (insert really any period.. I think about all of them. haha.) I like to think about things like that, it’s kind of fun.
– “but I [really] was born a red-dirt girl” — and there is nothing wrong with that!! 🙂
Although, how fun could it be to live in an airstream?