Sitting in the shadow of an old willow tree - all alone there upon a meadow thinking of you and me - where you've gone You had said you're gonna meet me in the morning Sitting in the shadow of an old willow tree - there upon a meadow, all the world full of glee Waiting for you, but I guess you are leaving me - all alone. Birds do fly over mountains and seas Clouds are white - they are free like the breeze In the morning, world awaking, there is sunlight and shade in the morning, I am waiting, cause I think we had a date and I'm addicted to you, I just can't help it I'm addicted to you, won't let you go I'm addicted to you, although I hate it I'm addicted to you, and I guess you know Words do fly and meanings don't cease Vows comply with our need to be pleased In a promise, hope is rising, growing colors that won't fade It's a ribbon, it's disguising, it can be an open gate and I'm addicted to you... Sitting in the shadow of the old willow tree - don't know why Spirits got to get low, what you said seems to be - lies, just lies Don't believe you want to treat me like you're doing Sitting in the shadow of the old willow tree Stand me up again, so that I no longer see if I want to trust you, but I know I'm not free - and I'll try. |
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