Santamaria

You read to me with a voice full of pain
The words I wrote you on the postcards
And now fly, heart, where you know
That Christmas won’t hurt you
They’ve broken your windows again
The kisses thrown out in the street

Oh, oh, oh, you want to spend the winter hiding
Inside the saddest willow in Saint Mary
Inside the saddest willow in Saint Mary
Inside the saddest willow, Mary

I can think that this time you’ll be alright
But I swallow hard and start saying crazy things
Like I don’t look at you the same way anymore
Or that I’ve seen the pillars crumble
Of the dreams you told me about long ago

Oh, oh, oh, you want to spend the winter hiding
Inside the saddest willow in Saint Mary
Inside the saddest willow in Saint Mary
Inside the saddest willow, Mary