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