Guinnevere had green eyesLike yours, mi'lady like yoursWhen
she'd walk downThrough the garden In the morning after it
rainedPeacocks wandered aimlesslyUnderneath an orange treeWhy
can't she see me?GuinnevereDrew pentagramsLike yours,
mi'lady like yoursLate at nightWhen she thought that no one
was watching at allShe shall be freeAs she turns her gazeDown the
slopeto the harbor where I layAnchored for a dayGuinnevereHad
golden hairLike yours, mi'lady like yoursStreaming out when
we'd rideThrough the warm wind down by the
bayYesterdaySeagulls circle endlesslyI sing in silent harmonyWe
shall be free