Weeping Willow

Track 3 from the album C-90Lyrics:Weeping WillowOh how different the days when you’d listen in faith to every word I would sayHow soon the pictures you made would be drawn in the shade of your blossoming rageYou’d come round in a whirl of sequins and of paintAnd now your tables turn with passages of painI am I am your weeping willowI am the pictures on your wallI am the teardrops on your pillowAnd I know you don’t heed me anymoreYou were once but a child with a tear in your eye and a thirst for our liesNow the truth that you seek is the cause of the meek and the hurt of their criesYou long to pave the world with justice and with rightsAnd as your passions whirl no touch can reach your criesI am I am your weeping willowI am the pictures on your wallI am the teardrops on your pillowAnd I know you don’t heed me anymore Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.