Willow Trees

I'd switch my soul,

if I could. For a winding road,

that leads me to you. 

 

I'd stay up all night, 

confessing to my pillow 

because I'll stay a widow 

 

My wisdom disappears, it exceeds me

my palms are sweaty, I really need this

Please, come on baby, just listen to me 

 

You're on my mind, now I hate you. 

 

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