I Just Let It Take Me Songtext
von Bob Lind

Star bright gypsy night spring is on your breezes
Young wild Friday's child going where he pleases
Coquettish blooming lilacs float their perfume throught the window
Teasing me and tempting me to leave my restless limbo
Some may call it wanderlust, some may call it crazy
I don't call it anything, I just let it take me


Dark blue slips into closing skies of twilight
Til streets take my feet dancing toward the midnight
It's just the kind of night that brings a special kind of hunger
Searching for the kind of love you had when you were younger
Some may call it wanderlust, some may call it crazy
I don't call it anything, I just let it take me

Soft wind rolling in settles down upon me
I'm bound toward the sound of something just beyond me
Through the sleeping city with confetti starlight falling
Open eyed and moving toward the distant voice that's calling
Some may call it wanderlust, some may call it crazy
I don't call it anything, I just let it take me