I told the brook that runs down through the valley   A secret my best friend never knew   The brook told the trees and the trees told the breeze   That I was in love with you      The trees told the flowers hiding there by the hilltop   The clouds told the moon that shone above   So angry, yet blue, when they found out that you   And your heart had another love      The brook became angry and changed to a river   Rushing so madly along   The soft summer breeze that played tag with the trees   Became so wild and so strong      The bashful, white flowers hiding there by the hilltop   Grew dark when the rain came pouring down   Their hearts couldn't hide all the tears that were cried   And had carpeted on the ground      The storm passed, gone over, there's sunshine again   The chains that held me are now gone   The trees wave, hello, as I stand here below   And the brook sings the sweetest song      The bashful, white flowers are again by the hilltop   The sun and the moon are still my friends   I promise there'll be no more heartaches for me   Till I fall in love again