Whispering willow standing alone Holding a secret that shall never be known Dreams of the future, plans for a home I stand 'neath your branches with no love of my own.
Your branches are weeping, I think I know why A lover's sad story has caused you to cry If I told our secret then our tears would dry For the lover who's lonely, dear willow is I.
--- Instrumental ---
Is it dear willow, for winter is neigh Your branches are weeping like a bird that can't fly Or is it my story that caused you to cry We'll keep our secret lonely willow and I...