Richard Rodgers
A Tree in the Park
When the noisy town lets its windows down
Little slaves are free at night
Then we'll soon retreet from the busy street
Till the crowds are out of sight
There's a rendezvous for lovers
Where we two can play
Very near your door, In the city's core
But it seems a millions miles away
Meet me underneath our little tree in the park
No one else around, but you and me in the dark
Just five minutes from your door-step
I'll wait for your step to come along
And the city's roar becomes a song
While I'm waiting, I discover more in your charms
Suddenly I turn around and your in my arms
And if there's a moon above you
I'll carve "I Love You" upon the bark
Underneath our little tree, inside the park
We'll make ev'ry bough shake, and wonder how
Two could be so nearly one
Ev'ry blade of grass sadly sighs, "Alas!"
Grass can never have such fun
In the desert town's oasis
We'll love 'neath the tree
It can't be amiss if the birdies kiss
We're as good as birds, aren't we?