Paroles de Abigail

Abigail, won't you take me to the willow tree And when we get there, I hope you recite Japanese What does it mean to win? I ask myself, again Abigail Don't pretend Pretty flowers crush his heart on a world of make believe Whispers floating, words so soft Hands go walking down my sleeve Hold my hand, Oh Abigail And tell me everything Hold my hand, Oh Abigail I won't let go for anything Abigail, won't you take me to to the willow tree Nighttime comes on strong But she is the sun and grabs a drink Hold my hand, Oh Abigail And tell me everything Hold my hand, Oh Abigail I won't let go for anything