Fotheringay

[Verse 1]
How often she has gazed from castle windows o'er
And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall
With no one to heed her call

[Verse 2]
The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun
And in a lonely moment those embers will be gone
And the last of all the young birds flown

[Verse 3]
Her days of precious freedom forfeited long before
To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door
But those days will last no more

[Verse 4]
Tomorrow at this hour she will be far away
Much farther than these islands
Or the lonely Fotheringay