And Also The Trees - The Willow lyrics

Broken are the boughs of the willow She walks beneath them to me Up above the sky is rolling With clouds so gracefully I'm living in my yellow house On the hill by the fields of green that sway I cannot think of anything She walks to me this way Broken are the boughs of the willow Broken are the boughs of the willow She walks beneath them to me There amongst the wild roses That turn against the breeze The easy smile of her mouth And the waves in the distance silver grey The glinting of her golden ring The dying of the day Broken are the boughs of the willow