weeping willows Lyrics

The blonde hairs on my arms are waiting to kiss another's fingertips

My lips, colored blush, wish to find another pair to touch

If I'm fine alone, why do I yearn to inhabit someone else's home

One with the weeping willows

Running barefoot in the field, she goes

Alone with the wind and the bees

Only souls in sight are the trees

But sweeter, it would feel, if she had one's hand to steal

As she danced away her worries in the field

Allowed my garden to thrive so butterflies could arrive

The flowers died as winter crept

Another season alone I slept

Maybe the daisies will find a friend by next spring

One with the weeping willows

Running barefoot in the field, she goes

Alone with the wind and the bees

Only souls in sight are the trees

But sweeter, it would feel, if she had one's hand to steal

As she danced away her worries in the field

In the field

It would be so surreal

If she had one's hand to steal

In the field