I wish I had a photograph
To let you see the way you smile
Upon my foolish heart
The words I do not know enough
I hope that you will find my song
A pleasing to your ear
You step beneath the midnight moon
To gather dewdrops for the sun
A Waiting until morn
Oh if I was a branched tree
I'd be the oak tree fast and strong
To win your gentle heart
And If I was one grain of corn
I'd wait till you did come along
To throw me to the wind
And if I was one silken thread
Embroidered all in cherry red
Upon your breast I'd lie
And if I was the alder tree
I'd burn it fiercely over thee
Our love would surely last
And if I was the hawthorn bush
And you did shelter under me
I would not do you harm
And if I was one gla** of wine
One sip from you would give me time
To take you by the hand
And all across the hills we'd go
In search of what no-one does know
Except for you and I