I Talk to the Trees

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 elses ear At someone elses 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 pass 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