Lyrics
When the evening falls,
Keep your gaze low,
Lest you never turn away,
To the twisted willow tree.
For in its branches,
Beyond the leaves you see,
A small star hanging,
Bright and free.
We once saw in the meadows,
A boy weep by that tree,
Believing with all his heart,
He could set the star free.
For those who seek the stars,
When the earth grows cold,
Walk calmly through the woods,
For a star may unfold.
Wading through the dew,
To find that willow true,
And for those who pass by,
Hang the star up high.
When the evening falls,
Keep your gaze low,
Lest you never turn away,
To the twisted willow tree.
For in its branches,
Beyond the leaves you see,
A small star hanging,
Bright and free.
We once saw in the meadows,
A boy weep by that tree,
Believing with all his heart,
He could set the star free.
For those who seek the stars,
When the earth grows cold,
Walk calmly through the woods,
For a star may unfold.
Wading through the dew,
To find that willow true,
And for those who pass by,
Hang the star up high.