Where the Willows Weep
I buried my heart that I swore to keep
On top of a hill where the willows weep
Forty-two years then time stood still
Underneath that tree on top of that hill
Surrounded by flowers, how I hate that smell
They remind me of death and a sad farewell
As I go to her grave and I sit by her side
I'm wishing that I was the one who had died
As I stare at the stone that has only one name
I'm trying my best to find someone to blame
When the sun starts to set, I don't want to leave
So I sit by her grave and I silently grieve
With forty-two years of heavenly bliss
Why does true love have to end like this?
She gave me her best for all of those years
I remember them all as I count all my tears
A promise was made that I swore to keep
I'd bury my heart where the willows weep
Beneath those sad trees on top of that hill
Is where my love lies, now time stands still
Copyright © Larry Belt | Year Posted 2011
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