Interpret:

Mamas & the Papas, The

Album:

People Like Us

In a place far from here, 
Circled by mountains, 
Her skirts are raised; 
She gently sways. 


[?] 
Lady Genevieve 


Blue of blouse, 
Crystal sphere 
Slowly revolving - 
Her life is seen; 
The blues are green. 
Kings cannot believe 
Lady Geneveie. 


Butterfly to appear 
Frozen in final motion. 
The bargain's made; 
Her colors fade. 
Collectors have achieved 
Lady Genevieve. 


Night has come, 
So spread your wings 
While they all are sleeping. 
Try the wind; 
Your wings shall mend. 
Happily conceive, 
Lady Genevieve. 


Lady Genevieve, 
Torn from the willow, 
Rest your head, 
Ooh, rest your head. 
No one shall receive Lady Genevieve.