Springtime`s coming any day now the trees are shooting green But inside of me the winter's screaming, the chill is freezing me The melting snow is dripping down my spine, please leave me be Underneath my willow tree
Well where do I go from here, oh these wicked ways I can see you disappear in a silver haze
Springtime's coming any day now the well begins to flow But what is real and what is fiction I'm not the one to know It's the shimmering refrain, I long to be Underneath my willow tree
Well where do I go from here, oh these wicked ways I can see you disappear in a silver haze
Inside of me can you see what is going on See what is coming around Put me to sleep 'til the winter is gone In the green of the meadows I drownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
