Biography:
Catterfeld was born in Erfurt, Thuringia on December 2, 1979. At the age of 15 she started playing the piano and the flute, simultaneously taking first dance and vocal lessons. After her high school graduation she studied Pop and Jazz at the music academy in Leipzig for two years. In 1998 she released her first recordings under the stage name KIV.
After her studies Yvonne participated in the singing contest Stimme 2000 (briefly performing under the name Vivianne)
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[Intro]
B Dbm
You never saw me leave
E B
Never heard
A
I was too proud
Abm
to show you my tears I was seventeen
[Verse 1]
Dbm
The postcards were few
E B
I didn't have the words to tell you
A
I was doing well but it was hard
B
Not having you
F#m
Someday you will
B
understand my reason for leaving
F#m B
Someday you will be seventeen
[Refrain]
Dbm E
And the road that I will go
B A
Through the streets of America
Dbm E
From its furthest northern shores
B
To its southern seas
Dbm E
And one day I'll return
B A
To the green fields of Ireland
Dbm
Where my Irish bonny lass
E B
Who waits for me
[Verse 2]
Dbm
I can picture now
B
As the evening sun comes to praise you
A Ab
A golden hue of light reflects on your face
Dbm
How sweet is your smile
B
I remember it well
A
Though I'm here on foreign site
B
My thoughts are with you
[Refrain]
Dbm E
And the road that I will go
B A
Through the streets of America
Dbm E
From its furthest northern shores
B
To its southern seas
Dbm E
And one day I'll return
B A
To the green fields of Ireland
Dbm
Where my Irish bonny lass
E B
Who waits for me
[Outro]
Dbm
Say you’ll wait for me
B Dbm
You never saw me leave
E B
Never heard
A
I was too proud
Abm
to show you my tears I was seventeen
[Verse 1]
Dbm
The postcards were few
E B
I didn't have the words to tell you
A
I was doing well but it was hard
B
Not having you
F#m
Someday you will
B
understand my reason for leaving
F#m B
Someday you will be seventeen
[Refrain]
Dbm E
And the road that I will go
B A
Through the streets of America
Dbm E
From its furthest northern shores
B
To its southern seas
Dbm E
And one day I'll return
B A
To the green fields of Ireland
Dbm
Where my Irish bonny lass
E B
Who waits for me
[Verse 2]
Dbm
I can picture now
B
As the evening sun comes to praise you
A Ab
A golden hue of light reflects on your face
Dbm
How sweet is your smile
B
I remember it well
A
Though I'm here on foreign site
B
My thoughts are with you
[Refrain]
Dbm E
And the road that I will go
B A
Through the streets of America
Dbm E
From its furthest northern shores
B
To its southern seas
Dbm E
And one day I'll return
B A
To the green fields of Ireland
Dbm
Where my Irish bonny lass
E B
Who waits for me
[Outro]
Dbm
Say you’ll wait for me
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