Wailing Of The Willow

Listen to the wailing of the willow Listen to me crying on my pillow Crying 'cause I know my love has gone from me Living in a world of different places Looking at a million different faces Yet I see her face in every face I see Love must lack a sense of humor It laughs when other people cry Love would love to hear the rumor That you and I have finally said goodbye I know that every heart was made for breaking And my love was ready for the taking Still I won't complain for someday love will call again Must I take a memory as a token To replace a heart that love has broken Will the wailing willow always weep for me Must I see her face in every face I see Listen to the wailing of the willow tree