Twisting

I was a child with a stick
Playing in the dirt underneath a willow
She was a girl in a blue dress and misbehaving curls
I was a teenage boy
On a warm Fall night
She was my first kiss
In moonlight
There beneath the willow
I was a man when I asked for her hand
And we married beneath our willow
With banners and balloons
Twisting
Slowly
Slowly in the wind

I was alone in a vanished home
The clock ticking in my head
She was working late again
Or so she said
I finally heard the screen door slam
She walked in
Smelling like another man
The next morning she said goodbye
She left behind her keys
And she left my love
Twisting
Slowly
Slowly in the wind

I ran into her just the other day
And we walked for a while
She told me about her new life but I couldn't force a smile
After a spell we found ourselves
There beneath the boughs
Where so many years ago
We'd exchanged our vows
Beneath the weeping willow tree
I made a rope of the vines
And left my love
Twisting
Slowly
Slowly in the wind