Lyrics
You were a dark eyed girl of beauty,
With Spanish flair you were complete,
I was a long hair in a t-shirt,
As days worn on, we walked the streets,
You were a scholar, I was angry,
Yet somehow, we made a pair,
You left for school I went out searching for adventure,
With your memory and a prayer,
Of all the things that I have forgotten,
You’ve never left my mind,
You were the queen of our Bohemia,
Sketching with your pastels,
Oh, so soft and always kind,
We took the train into the city,
Just to hear the music play,
To the discomfort of the grey-suited men on board,
We began to sing as we pulled away,
A bag of pastels and some paper,
And no concern of what we would be,
We shared our dreams and spoke of Frodo,
Yeah, we were alive and young and free,
Of all the things that I have forgotten,
You’ve never left my mind,
You were the queen of our Bohemia,
Sketching with your pastels,
Oh, so soft and always kind,
Forever soft, forever kind…