I Talk To the Trees Lerner and Loewe, Paint Your Wagon

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  
Chorus
 
Repeat first verse