Down by the water,
under the willow
Sits a long ranger,
minding the willow
He and his wife once lived happily
Planted a seed that grew through the reeds
Summers and winters through snowy Decembers
Sat by the water,
close to the embers
Missing out the lives that they once had before
I wouldn't leave you,
I would hold you
And the last day comes
What if you need me?
Won't you help me?
On the last day, our last day
Mr.
and Mrs.
dreamed of a willow
Carving their names into their willow
Love would return,
spoken
inside too soft to be heard
Summers and winters through snowy Decembers
Sat by the water remembering embers
Missing out the lives that they once had before
I wouldn't leave you,
I would hold you
Somewhere the timing will all come together The mishaps will turn into sunny Decembers
The lovers will be able to find their willow
I wouldn't leave you,
I would hold you When the last day comes