I won't make it 'til the sunrise
Hell is out of locked doors
And I've been through and through these pictures of a ghost time
It's so cold in this summer
Where have you been
I know it's just the cause and effect of our love, Et voilà
Sweet, sweet yellow bird
Where have you been all this time
Where have you been all these winters
Layers of Polaroids in black in white
To remember those days, those days
Where I got you well into my arms
I could see your eyes fading
In these glasses of yours
Were you there when Mama told us
To be brave and conquer it all
She would waltz into your arms before the sunrise
Time for us to go to sleep
Sweet, sweet yellow bird
Where have you been all this time
