Down by the water, under the willow 
Sits a lone ranger, minding the willow 
He and his wife, once lived happily 
Planted a seed, that grew through the reeds 
Summers and winters, through snowy Decembers 
Sat by the water close to the embers 
Missing out the lives that they once had before 

I WOULDN'T LEAVE YOU 
I WOULD HOLD YOU 
WHEN THE LAST [bad word] 
WHAT IF YOU NEED ME 
WON'T YOU HOLD ME 
ON THE LAST DAY, OUR LAST DAY 

Mr. & Mrs., dreamed of a willow 
Carving their names, into their willow 
If he had spoken, love would return 
spoken inside, too soft to be heard 
Summers and winters, through snowy Decembers 
Sat by the water, remembering embers 
Missing out the lives that they once had before 

I WOULDN'T LEAVE YOU 
I WOULD HOLD YOU 
WHEN THE LAST [bad word] 
WHAT IF YOU NEED ME 
WON'T YOU HOLD ME 
ON THE LAST DAY, OUR LAST DAY 

AHHHHH, AHHHHH... 

Somewhere the timing will [bad word] together 
The mishaps will turn into sunny Decembers 
The lovers will be able to find their willow 

I WOULDN'T LEAVE YOU 
I WOULD HOLD YOU 
WHEN THE LAST [bad word] 
I WOULDN'T LEAVE YOU 
I WOULD HOLD YOU 
WHEN THE LAST [bad word] 
WHAT IF YOU NEED ME 
WON'T YOU HOLD ME 
ON THE LAST DAY, OUR LAST [bad word] 
AHHHHH, AHHHHH...