Willow, for me Bow your 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 of all the hearts I'd happily break
It's 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 I don't love I only for him who's tied to someone else's glove That I hold inside, which I admire and deride I protect and hide is yours
Willow, for me, don't think I don't see This life I'm living in two but still something I must do I'm not unique in this, nor am I special, sweet or I court a thousand smiles, yet I my own to hide behind
It's I know, at least they tell me so someone lock me up And away the key I'm not ashamed, oh no, oh, willow
That I only write songs to those whom I don't love I only reach for him tied to someone else's glove That which I hold inside, which I admire and I protect and hide is yours
Slander and dissension, they're games to me overrun with lies too mad to mention You say they never you, mo consequence, I'm happy much too far above it all but oh no, that's not true
These wicked take their toll These vices 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 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 hold inside, which I admire and Which I protect and hide is
your branches to the ground and hold me close
Let me with all we knew Share sympathy and weep for me Oh, willow, heal the hearts I've Make me and start 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 I hold inside, which I admire and deride Which I protect and is yours