The willows bend to the streams
Yet their roots are in the clay
I love you in my dreams
And I wish I could tell you every day
The willows bend to the streams
Yet their roots are in the clay
I hold you tight in my dreams
But I am afraid to approach you every day
The willows bend to the streams
Yet their roots are in the clay
Night after night you are in my dreams
But sadly, I lack courage every day
The willows bend to the streams
Yet their roots are in the clay
We will only be us in my dreams
Yet I wish we were us every day.