The Fortuneteller Lyrics - Doro

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."