Songs from beneath the willow tree
Some are about you, some about me
And places and faces along the way
Do you remember?

Songs from my pen and my guitar
I wrote them while you travelled far
So that one day when you hear them on some radio
You might remember...

Another life, a long lost time
A perfect world when you were mine
Do you remember?

Songs from beneath the willow tree
I've emptied out each memory
There's nothing that keeps me from moving on
I'll finish this last verse and I'll be gone
The music is fading, our songs are sung