Willow

Looks like you're still getting used to

Being fully grown

I know it's hard to slow down when

There's still more to go

Maybe it's just how you're treated

Not something you know

Only so much you can explain

Over the phone

So I'm coming to you

Can I get your permission

To lay underneath you?

Not a special occasion

I just had a feeling

Wanna ask how you're doing

And mean it, I mean it

Willow, don't cry, don't cry

Willow, don't cry, Willow

Willow, don't cry, don't you

Willow, don't cry, don't cry

Willow, I'll cry, Willow

Willow, I'll cry for you

Don't have to use your own tears

Just to grow your own limbs

Just keep your passion for flowers

And it'll patch over youth

And there's a whole lot of rain

But there's a hole in the roof

That makes it easy to swim in a bad attitude

So I'm coming to you

Can I get your permission

To lay underneath you?

Not a special occasion

I just had a feeling

Wanna ask how you're doing

And mean it, I mean it, oh

Willow, don't cry, don't cry

Willow, don't cry, Willow

Willow, don't cry, don't you

Willow, don't cry, don't cry

Willow, I'll cry, Willow

Willow, I'll cry for you