Weeping Willow Song

Sweet fantasies like beautiful melodies
Soaring through my mind
Free me from my bind

What happens that makes trees weep?
What tragedy is that secret that they keep?
Keep way down deep

The isolation and the life they lead
Never tell anyone, don't whisper to a soul
He's caught in a realm of body language is the key
The only cheer the loudest cries, the worst fear

Sweet fantasies like beautiful melodies
Soaring through my mind

Copyright Jen Shinnan