Like the moon pools on the water And water pulls the sand Like starlight drifts a billion years To flicker once above your head
Circadas in the oak tree are singing to the sky And I am calling out to you across this lonely night
Come back to the valley The green willow valley in the cool of evening I'm waiting here for you
Can you feel the wings of birds Unfold across the sky Can you hear the blades of gra** calling to the light?
THere are rivers underground Rushing cold and wild And I am calling out to you Across this lonely night
Come back to the valley the green willow valley in the cool of evening I'm waiting here for you
And we lie under the willows on of a bed of fallen leaves I will bring you apples And water from the stream
I will pull the thorns from your blistered feet Can't you hear me calling in the whispers of the trees?
Come back to the valley the green willow valley in the cool of the evening I'm waiting here for you