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Weeping Willow Video (MV)




Performed By: Jenna Doe
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Jenna Doe




Jenna Doe - Weeping Willow Lyrics




The sun don't rise every morning
6am wake up it's pouring
I think I had a good dream but I don't remember

So write a letter if you wanna talk
I won't pick it up if you try to call
It's way too modern I don't like it at all
And if the cold rain on your skin makes you feel real then that's two of us
There's way too much to see, I'm lost in the trees, oh woe is me
A weeping willow

I'm overwhelmed I think too much
When does it end, when did it start
I feel my feet on the ground, I feel my head in the clouds

So tell me what version of me is in your head
It seems there's so many I can't keep track

Under this tree
Under this tree
Under this
Under this

I'm overwhelmed I think too much
When does it end, when did it start
I feel my feet on the ground, I feel my head in the clouds

So tell me what version of me is in your head
It seems there's so many I can't keep track

Under this tree
Under this tree
Under this
Under this
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The sun don't rise every morning
6am wake up it's pouring
I think I had a good dream but I don't remember

So write a letter if you wanna talk
I won't pick it up if you try to call
It's way too modern I don't like it at all
And if the cold rain on your skin makes you feel real then that's two of us
There's way too much to see, I'm lost in the trees, oh woe is me
A weeping willow

I'm overwhelmed I think too much
When does it end, when did it start
I feel my feet on the ground, I feel my head in the clouds

So tell me what version of me is in your head
It seems there's so many I can't keep track

Under this tree
Under this tree
Under this
Under this

I'm overwhelmed I think too much
When does it end, when did it start
I feel my feet on the ground, I feel my head in the clouds

So tell me what version of me is in your head
It seems there's so many I can't keep track

Under this tree
Under this tree
Under this
Under this
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Jenna Doe
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