Willow, for me Bow tallest tree Down to the hands Of someone no one
I'm not in this based on none but my mistake At I lie awake Thinking of all the I'd happily break
It's cruel I know, at they tell me so Well, lock me up And away the key Because I'm not ashamed, oh no , oh,
That I only write love songs to those whom I don't I only reach for him who's tied to someone glove which I hold inside, which I admire and deride Which I protect and is yours
Willow, weep for me, don't think I see This life I'm living in two but it's something I must do I'm not in this, nor am I special, sweet or kind I court a thousand smiles, yet I keep my own to behind
It's cruel I know, at least tell me so Well someone me up And away the key Because I'm not ashamed, oh no, oh,
That I only write love songs to those whom I love I reach for him who's tied to someone else's glove That I hold inside, which I admire and deride Which I and hide is yours
Slander and dissension, they're games to me Papers overrun with too mad to mention You say they never hurt you, mo consequence, I'm We're much too far it all but oh no, that's not true
These pastimes take their toll These tyrant vices your soul me from all I am And all I want to be
I you (Oh willow, willow, willow) me not Rewrite this for all to see
And I only write love to those whom I don't love I only for him who's tied to someone else's glove That which I inside, which I admire and deride Which I protect and is yours
Bend your to the ground and hold me close
Let me harmonize all we knew your sympathy and weep for me Oh, willow, the hearts I've broken Make me pure and my song anew
For I only write songs to those whom I don't love I only reach for him who's to someone else's glove That which I hold inside, which I admire and Which I protect and hide is