Abigail won't you take me to the willow tree
And when we get there I hope you'll recite japanese
What does it mean to win I ask myself again
Abigail don't pretend
Pretty flower crashes hard on a world of make-believe
Whispers, floating words so soft, hands go walkin down my
Sleeve
Hold my hand oh abigail
And tell me everything
Hold my hand oh abigail
I won't let go for anything
Abigail won't you take me to the willow tree
Night comes on so strong but she is the sun and grabs a train
Hold my hand oh abigail
I won't let go for anything
Hold my hand oh abigail
I won't let go for anything