I won't make it till 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