I Am A Weeping Willow

I am a weeping willow
beneath the vast blue sky.
I spend days by my lonesome
and that is why I cry.

I haven't always been this way
I used to be so happy.
I was once loved by a little girl
who spent her days beside me.

She'd sit beneath my branches
and she'd read beneath my shade.
Things used to be so perfect
and then she moved away.

Now I'm a weeping willow
beneath the vast blue sky.
I spend days by my lonesome
and that is why I cry.