Guinnevere had green eyes   Like yours, mi'lady like yours   When she'd walk down   Through the garden    In the morning after it rained   Peacocks wandered aimlessly   Underneath an orange tree   Why can't she see me?   Guinnevere   Drew pentagrams   Like yours, mi'lady like yours   Late at night   When she thought    that no one was watching at all   She shall be free   As she turns her gaze   Down the slope   to the harbor where I lay   Anchored for a day   Guinnevere   Had golden hair   Like yours, mi'lady like yours   Streaming out when we'd ride   Through the warm wind down by the bay   Yesterday   Seagulls circle endlessly   I sing in silent harmony   We shall be free