Rain drop fantasy
I gently weep
In the morning
Spirits are closer
The sky has no end
And from it the hills emerge
Willows with me
Wisps in the fog
Willows with me
Theres something near
Willows with me
Now I can hear
The willows with me
I am there again
On the road
So far down
One light glowed
I walked
And walked and walked
Only the willows talked
Only the willows
Would ever talk