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 else's ears

Touch someone else's heartstrings

Too

I tell you my dreams

And while you're listening to me

I suddenly see them come true

I can see us on an April night

Sipping brandy underneath the stars

Reading poems in the candlelight

To the strumming of guitars

I will tell you all the books I've read

And the way I met the King of France

Then I'll send the servants off to bed

And I'll ask you for a dance