Its a field I see of gold and green
a mem'ry from my mind...
I wonder if you have seen
or wonder if you find...
the center of this field I see
a willow hanging low
"oh weeping willow can you see
the place that I will go?"
what does the willow see, I fear?
what does my future bring?
the weeping willow fears my leaving, and
God will show me a greater thing...