Harry Nilsson
The Wailing of the Willow
Listen to the wailing of the willows,Listen to me crying on my pillowCrying cause I know my love is gone from meLiving in a world of different places, Looking at a million different facesYet I see a face in every face I see Love must lack a sense of humor, It laughs when other people cryLove, would love to hear the rumor, That you and I have finally said goodbyeI know that every heart was made for breakingAnd my love was ready for the takin',Still I won't complain for someday love will call againMust I take a memory as a token,To replace a heart that love has brokenWill the wailing willow always weep for meMust I see a face in every place I seeListen to the wailing of the willow tree
From Letras Mania