The Willow Tree Songtext
von Lyn Bowtell

I recall, most of all, the weeping willow tree
You pushed I sang, the swing it swung
My voice rang young and free
Grass under my feet
Sky above my head
Days are long and blue, and you are not yet dead


The summer swims, the trampolines, the taste of mulberry
In whites and browns, you work past dusk
And still have time for me
Dance under my feet
Notes above my head
Nights shine bright like stars
And you are not yet dead

The peace that surrounds you when you last close your eyes
Is all that I can cling to when I last say goodbye
And I recall, most of all the weeping willow tree

Grass under my feet
Sky above my head
Days are long and blue
And you are not yet dead