I talk to the trees
But they don't listen to me
I talk to the stars
But they never hear me The breeze hasn't time
To stop and hear what I say
I talk to them all in vain But suddenly my words
Reach someone else's ear
At someone else's heart strings too I tell you my dreams
And while you're listening to me
I suddenly see them come true I can see us some April night
Looking out across a rollin' farm
Having supper in the candlelight
Walking later, arm in arm Then I'll tell you how I pa** the day
Thinking mainly how the night would be
Then I'll try to find the words to say
All the things you mean to me I tell you my dreams
And while you're listening to me
I suddenly see them come true