[Verse 1]
In the halftone light of a young morning
She sighs and shifts on the pillow
And across her face dancing, the first shadows fly
To kiss the Pussy Willow

[Verse 2]
In her fairy-tale world, she's a lost soul singing
In a sad voice, nobody hears
She waits in her castle of make-believe
For her white knight to appear

[Chorus 1]
Pussy Willow down fur-lined avenue
Brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes
Runs for the train, see: eight o'clock's coming
Cutting dreams down to size again

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus 2]
Pussy Willow down fur-lined avenue
Brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes
Runs from the train, hear her typewriter humming
Cutting dreams down to size again
[Verse 3]
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

[Chorus 2]
Pussy Willow down fur-lined avenue
Brushing the sleep from her young woman eyes
Runs from the train, hear her typewriter humming
Cutting dreams down to size again

[Outro]
Pussy Willow, Pussy Willow, Pussy Willow, Pussy Willow