Looks like you're still gettin' yours still
(?) grown
I know it's hard to slow down when
There's still more to go
Maybe it's just how you treat it
Not something you know
Only so much you can explain over the phone
So I'm coming to you
Can I get your permission to lay underneath ya
Not a special occasion, I just had a feelin'
Wanna ask how you doin'
I mean it, I mean it
Willow
Don't cry, don't cry, Willow
Don't cry, Willow
Willow
Don't cry, don't you
Willow
Don't cry, don't cry, Willow
I will cry, Willow
Willow
I'll cry for you
Don't have to use your own tears
Just to grow your own roots
Just keep your passion for flowers
And it'll patch up your youth
And there's a whole lot of rain
But there's a hole in the roof
That makes it easy to swim in the bad attitude
So I'm coming to you
Can I get your permission to lay underneath ya
Not a special occasion, I just had a feelin'
Wanna ask how you doin'
I mean it, I mean it, oh
Willow
Don't cry, don't cry, Willow
Don't cry, Willow
Willow
Don't cry, don't you
Willow
Don't cry, don't cry, Willow
I will cry, Willow
Willow
I'll cry for you