How the willow weeps In the wind it sings Though we've heard that song before But I planted this one Just last spring Outside my kitchen door For I knew it was your favorite tree And I knew that it grew fast But I think it all now vanity To think that tree would last And I planted it Beside the spring Its thirst like mine well known And the crocuses And daffodils To surprise you when they'd grown And the speckled bird that landed free And softly built its place But I think it all now vanity To think I saw your face How I wish I had A willow wand To burn this memory Or burn the state Of californ-i-ay In a wicker effigy For I found the feathers of the speckled bird Where the fox its hunger filled And the willow weeps although unheard To think I love you still And the willow thinks it vanity To think I love you still