And if the branches tap my pane And the poplars whisper nightly, It is to make me dream again I hold you to me tightly.
And if the stars shine on the pond And light its sombre shoal, It is to quench my mind's despond And flood with peace my soul.
And if the clouds their tresses part And does the moon outblaze, It is but to remind my heart I long for you always.
And if the branches tap my pane And the poplars whisper nightly, It is to make me dream again I hold you to me tightly.
And if the stars shine on the pond And light its sombre shoal, It is to quench my mind's despond And flood with peace my soul.
And if the clouds their tresses part And does the moon outblaze, It is but to remind my heart I long for you always.