Willow
Down by the water, under the willowSits a lone ranger, minding the willowHe and his wife, once lived happilyPlanted a seed, that grew through the reedsSummers and winters, through snowy DecembersSat by the water close to the embersMissing out the lives that they once had before
I wouldn’t leave youI would hold youWhen the last day comesWhat if you need meWon’t you hold meOn the last day, our last day
Mr. & Mrs., dreamed of a willowCarving their names, into their willowIf he had spoken, love would returnspoken inside, too soft to be heardSummers and winters, through snowy DecembersSat by the water, remembering embersMissing out the lives that they once had before
I wouldn’t leave youI would hold youWhen the last day comesWhat if you need meWon’t you hold meOn the last day, our last day
Somewhere the timing will all come togetherThe mishaps will turn into sunny DecembersThe lovers will be able to find their willow
I wouldn’t leave youI would hold youWhen the last day comesI wouldn’t leave youI would hold youWhen the last day comesWhat if you need meWon’t you hold meOn the last day, our last day