Willow, for me Bow tallest tree Down to the infamous Of someone no one
I'm not in this It's based on none but my At night I lie Thinking of all the hearts I'd happily
cruel I know, at least they tell me so Well, lock me up And throw the key Because I'm not ashamed, oh no , oh,
I only write love songs to those whom I don't love I only reach for him tied to someone else's glove which I hold inside, which I admire and deride Which I protect and hide is
Willow, weep for me, think I don't see This I'm living in two but still 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 my own to hide behind
cruel I know, at least they tell me so Well someone me up And throw the key Because I'm not ashamed, oh no, oh,
I only write love songs to those whom I don't love I only reach for him tied to someone else's glove That which I hold inside, I admire and deride Which I protect and is yours
and dissension, they're parlor games to me Papers overrun with too mad to mention You say they hurt you, mo consequence, I'm happy much too far above it all but oh no, that's not true
These wicked pastimes their toll These vices break your soul Deliver me all I am And all I want to be
I you (Oh willow, willow, willow) me not Rewrite plot for all to see
And I only write love songs to whom I don't love I only reach for him who's tied to else's glove That which I hold inside, which I and deride Which I and hide is yours
your branches 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 me pure and start my song anew
For I write love songs to those whom I don't love I only reach for him who's tied to someone glove That which I inside, which I admire and deride Which I protect and hide is