Hey, no offense if I prefer to live alone
Into your cave, there won’t be leech old laws
I’m not okay, you know why
You look depressed
Oh yeah
Here it is my Willow, a loose material
My dear Willow, you look so serious, oh man
I see my face in a bowl of cereals
And my hands don’t look familiar, oh man
And no offense if I prefer to sleep alone
Into your tree, there won’t be leaves, oh no
I’m not okay, you know why
You look depressed
Oh yeah
Here it is my Willow, a loose material
My dеar Willow you look so serious, oh man
I see my face in a bowl of cerеals
And my hands don’t look familiar, oh man
Heard of someone around who has a treats in his veins
Heard of someone around who will never treat me this way
Here it is my Willow, a loose material
My dear Willow you look so serious, oh man
I see my face in a bowl of cereals
And my hands don’t look familiar, oh man
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Desert Clouds Lyrics – Willow