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 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