Willow, for me Bow your tree to the infamous hands Of no one understands
I'm not in this It's on none but my mistake At night I lie Thinking of all the I'd happily break
It's cruel I know, at least they 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 whom I don't love I reach for him who's tied to someone else's glove That which I hold inside, which I and deride I protect and hide is yours
Willow, weep for me, don't I don't see This life I'm living in two but still it's something I 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 away the key Because I'm not ashamed, oh no, oh,
That I only write love songs to 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 I protect and hide is yours
Slander and dissension, parlor games to me Papers overrun lies too mad to mention You say never hurt you, mo consequence, I'm happy We're too far above it all but oh no, that's not true
These wicked pastimes take toll These tyrant break your soul me from all I am And all I never 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 for him who's tied to someone else's glove That which I hold inside, which I admire and Which I protect and is yours
Bend your branches to the ground and me close
Let me harmonize with all we Share sympathy and weep for me Oh, willow, the hearts I've broken Make me pure and start my song
For I only write love songs to those whom I love I only reach for him who's tied to else's glove That which I hold inside, which I admire and Which I and hide is yours