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Willow, weep for me

 Bow your tallest tree

 Down to the infamous hands

 Of someone no one understands

 I'm not unique in this

 It's based on none but my mistake

 At night I lie awake

 Thinking of all the hearts I'd happily break

 It's cruel, I know

 At least they tell me so

 Well someone lock me up and throw away the key

 Because I'm not ashamed, oh no

 Oh, willow

 That I only write love songs

 To those whom I don't love

 I only reach for him

 Who's tied to someone else's glove

 That which I hold inside

 Which I admire and deride

 Which I protect and hide is yours

 Willow, weep for me

 Don't think I don't see

 This life I'm living in two

 But still it's something I must do

 I'm not unique in this

 Nor am I special, sweet or kind

 I court a thousand smiles

 Yet I keep my own to hide behind

 It's cruel I know

 At least they tell me so

 Well someone lock me up and throw away the key

 Because I'm not ashamed, oh no

 Oh, willow

 That I only write love songs

 To those whom I don't love

 I only reach for him

 Who's tied to someone else's glove

 That which I hold inside

 Which I admire and deride

 Which I protect and hide is yours

 Slander and dissention

 They're parlour games to me

 Papers overrun with lies too mad to mention

You say they never hurt you

 No consequence, I'm happy

 We're much too far above it all

 But oh no, that's not true

 These wicked pastimes take their toll

 These tyrant vices break your soul

 Deliver me from all I am

 And all I never want to be

I love you (Oh willow, willow, willow)

 Doubt me not

 Rewrite this plot for all to see

 And I only write love songs

 To those whom I don't love

 I only reach for him

 Who's tied to someone else's glove

 That which I hold inside

 Which I admire and deride

 Which I protect and hide is yours

Bend your branches to the ground and hold me close

 Let me harmonize with all that’s good in you

 Share your sympathy and weep for me

 Oh, willow, heal the hearts I've broken

 Make me pure and start my song anew

 For I only write love songs

 To those whom I don't love

 I only reach for him

 Who's tied to someone else's glove

 That which I hold inside

 Which I admire and deride

 Which I protect and hide is yours

 Is yours, is yours