Willow Tree - Okkervil River

And if I was some little swallow

Had little wings and I could fly

Fly by the sight of my own true lover

And there I’d sit 'til the day I’d die

And if I was some little sparrow

Had little wings and I could fly

Fly by the sight of my own true lover

And there I’d sing 'til the day I’d die

I would light in the arms

Of some weeping willow

Sleeps for weeks, months and years

Wouldn’t need nothing but some weeping willow

And what I drank would be my tears