White Willow Till He Arrives
When summer nights are warm and bright
And fill the gardens with delight
When morning still is out of sight
Pale orchids glow with lunar light
And you won't make a sound
As I lead you all the way
When summer nights are warm and bright
And fill the gardens with delight
I wish you may I wish you might
Reach out and touch that hollow fright
Then I won't shed a tear
As you lead me on your way
Well, summer nights are warm and bright
And fill the gardens with delight
But cold and dark are autumn nights
And gardens pale with frosty white
And you won't turn around
As He leads you down that way
