| I Hear Chop Snares In These Willow Trees |
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| You’re right there when I go to sleep |
| Living here it’s so hard to know you’re not coming back |
| I hear chop snares in these willow trees |
| Makes me wonder |
| You hurt me, you hurt me I swear its true |
| I showed the pain the best I could |
| But you name it I will- |
| I wish you were there, oh |
| In this willow tree |
| «It's so hard to know you care» |
| «It's so hard to know you’re in it» |
| But you name it, I will show you I’m worried |
| «You can’t stay, can’t stay» |
