Lyrics Isabelle – Lucy Ellis
Isabelle
Where are you, Isabelle
Isabelle, Isabelle
Where’d you go
We were the kings of the blacktop that legend foretold
We were the rulers of Mapledon Road
Sang at the sun with a stick in the playground sand
Your phone number written in pen on the back of my hand
Isabelle, Isabelle
Where are you, Isabelle
Isabelle, Isabelle
Where’d you go
Now you wait by the phone as you cancel your plans
Cause he has your whole heart in the palm of his hands
But you are his wallpaper, he’s your Monet
And you’re living for possible words he could say
You’re losing yourself to him more every day
Isabelle, Isabelle
Where are you, Isabelle
Isabelle, Isabelle
Where’d you go
Isabelle, Isabelle
Where are you, Isabelle
Isabelle, Isabelle
Where’d you go…
