willow tree

you came out in the morning

out in the glory of the light

you were always a picture

you were a piece of

a piece of work

you saw a piece of me

in the willlow tree

so you told me

i was hanging there you couldn't care less

you saw a piece of me

floating down the stream in the starlight

it was alright

cause you are blessed

you were all i could do

you were all that i could say

and by the end of the week

we would never be the same

and i couldn't recognise what i became

it was that way

it was that way

it was that way

i was always a liar

i was a failure

i was a fool

starting something i finished

just to be sure that it was true

you saw a piece of me

in the willlow tree

so you told me

i was hanging there you couldn't care less

you saw a piece of me

floating down the stream in the starlight

and you didn't know if there was

anything left

you were all i could do

you were all that i could say

and by the end of the week

we would never be the same

you were all i could do

you were all that i could say

you were all i could do

you were all that i could say

you were all i could do

you were all that i could say

and i couldn't recognise what i became