Вершы: Jack Penate. Matinee. My Yvonne.

Boy in love (?)
i wish that i was known
look above
and watch our willow blow (?)

feed the past
even though i'm grown
love can last
it never truly goes

so i sit and i wait still i can't navigate to your castle
home in your forest, overgrown

so i sit and i wait still i can't navigate to your castle
home in your forest, overgrown

my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne

through the years
lost each others souls
through the years
so much to be resolved

so i sit and i wait still i can't navigate to your castle
home in your forest, overgrown

so i sit and i wait still i can't navigate to your castle
home in your forest, overgrown

my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne (oh...)
my yvonne