The wind blows through the willow like a lion
Her feet are strong but he can't help from trying
To keep that weeping lady crying
But don't you worry, she'll be fine
I'm holding on to something tight
We'll be fine when I take your hand
Show you the way, I'm gonna be your man
Give me a sign, I'll be at your door
I'll be at your door, as I want more
With you I'm a king and a beggar