Weeping Willow

Weeping willow, lift your face The brisk winter wind your soul embrace Hear the song upon the wind Allow your heart to be free again.

Weeping willow, dry your tears The song on the wind shall soothe your fears Wave your branches at the stars Wonder at what lies afar.

Weeping willow, please stand strong Listen to the maple's song Until the day the maple leaves And you remain to sob and grieve.

Weeping willow, she is crying The song upon the wind is dying But when it seems it has gone away The song will sound again one day.