Jethro Tull - p**y willow - 2005 remastered version lyrics

In the half tone light of a young morning She sighs and shifts on her pillow And across her face dancing, the first shadows fly To kiss the p**y willow In her fairytale world, she's a lost soul singing In a sad voice nobody hears She waits in her castle of make believing For her white knight to appear p**y willow, down fur-lined avenue Brushing the sleep, from the young woman eyes Runs for the train, see eight o'clock's coming Cutting dreams down to size again p**y willow, down fur-lined avenue Brushing the sleep, from the young woman eyes Runs from the train, hear her typewriter humming Cutting dreams down to size again She longs for the East and a pale dress flowing An apartment in old Mayfair Or to fish the spey spinning, the first run of spring Or to die for a cause somewhere p**y willow, down fur-lined avenue Brushing the sleep, from the young woman eyes Runs from the train, hear her typewriter humming Cutting dreams down to size again p**y willow, p**y willow p**y willow, p**y willow p**y willow, p**y willow p**y willow, p**y willow