Whispering Willow

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.

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...