Jeanetta
Mabel Greer's Toyshop  1968
(3:09)


Standing alone on a top of a hill
With the world at my feet
Butterflies and feathered wings
Weaving their patterns of delight

Waiting for what will never come
She's gone with the winter  
[? as your hair?]
So gently before each night
I wondered why she died

Reach out to me
I have lost the world below
All I can see 
Is the face of Jeanetta

Dieing in the summer song
Taking with her
All my love and happiness of a rainbow world

Standing alone on a top of a hill
With the world at my feet
Butterflies and feathered wings
Weaving their patterns of delight

Waiting for what will never come
She's gone with the winter  
[? as your hair?]
So gently before each night
I wonder why she died

Reach out to me
I have lost the world below
All I can see 
Is the face of Jeanetta

Dieing in the summer song
Taking with her
All my love and happiness of a rainbow world

Deep in me
With the agony
Of loving you
Of loving you
Of loving you
Of loving you
Of loving you...



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Transcribed by yesman