Connie Converse - There Is a Vine Lyrics

There is a vine
Growing on my garden wall
And it is brown
And withered in the fall
And in the Spring
Its leaves are green and blossoms all aflame
But Spring or Fall
Still I love you just the same

There is a gate
Halfway down my garden wall
And in the night
I lock it bolts and all
And in the day it's open wide
To all who will come through
But day or night
It is never locked for you

There is a tree
Growing by my garden gate
And year by year
It seems to stand and wait
And here am I beneath the tree
For I am waiting too
And oh my love
I will always wait for you