Willow, for me Bow tallest tree Down to the hands Of no one understands
I'm not in this It's based on none but my At night I lie Thinking of all the hearts I'd break
cruel I know, at least 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 tied to someone else's glove That which I hold inside, which I and deride Which I protect and hide is
Willow, for me, don't think I don't see This life I'm 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 keep my own to behind
It's cruel I know, at they tell me so Well lock me up And throw the key I'm not ashamed, oh no, oh, willow
That I only write love songs to those whom I don't I only reach for him tied to someone else's glove That which I inside, which I admire and deride Which I protect and hide is
Slander and dissension, they're parlor to me Papers overrun with too mad to mention You say they never hurt you, mo consequence, I'm We're too far above it all but oh no, that's not true
wicked 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 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
Bend your branches to the and hold me close
Let me harmonize all we knew Share your sympathy and for me Oh, willow, heal the I've broken Make me pure and my song anew
For I only write love songs to those I don't love I reach for him who's tied to someone else's glove That which I inside, which I admire and deride Which I and hide is yours