Young lady clad in yellow,
Wearily searching her beloved-
Walked down the mountain side.
She noticed prints of his foot,
Slushy prints on velvet grass.
With deep distress she fell on knee-
No more I need his touch,
No more I need him again, cried she.

Young lady clad in yellow,
Walked depressed to her home,
Drops of tears falling to ground-
Days of laughter quickly gone,
Warmth embrace no more again.
All her hopes rekindled soon-
No more I need his love,
No more I need him again, cried she.