Weeping Willow (Scott Jamie)

I give you twelve roses, you show me the stem you just pretend I give you twelve matches, you show me some bark It's not from your heart If she was a psychic there's no way I'd risk it with my future If she was a general I'd charge her with treason 'Cause a weeping willow is falling with grace Falling with grace I show you the river, you show me the stream You just act the scene But if I gave you nothing you'd show me the door so I give you some more If she was a broker there's no way I'd trust her with my future If she was a general I'd charge her with treason Come brothers to Babylon We'll all go marching on and love for all time Weak talking man you'll find no more, no more So carry your future strong If you don't play along love for all time Weak talking man you'll find no more, no more Oh yeah I give you twelve roses, you show me the stem You just pretend I give you twelve matches, you show me some bark It's not from your heart If she was a psychic there's no way I'd risk it with my future If she was a general i'd charge her with treason But a weeping willow is rising with grace Rising with grace Rising with grace Oh look at me now Rising with grace Say look at me now Rising with grace Rising with grace