In the deepest forest by a winding river
A maiden sits down to rest
She’s got weary eyes and she’s got golden strands
Of hair hanging down on her chest
Under the willow tree
I see you dream
Held by a thousand leaves
Peaceful that seems
On a barren plain with rocks and idol towers
On the other side of the sea
I found a shady grove behind a secret doorway
To pass with a magical key
Under the willow tree
I dem to see
You sitting next to me
But nothing is real
Under ivy branches midst bunch of fern leaves
A fading gem casts its glow
Beneath the fragile surface within hazy storm clouds
You see the memories flow
Under the willow tree
I see you dream
Held by a thousand leaves
Peaceful that seems
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