We'll dream 'neath the flowering lemon tree br Just the two of us - no one else allowed. br In your hair, I'll shake the blossoms from the boughs. br II br We'll dream 'neatht the flowering lemon tree- br I'll spy your dimpled knee, br As you pour tea-hot & spicy. br III br We'll return when the fruit hangs ripe from the tree- br We'll bring lemon squash & rosey apple sauce; br And play a game of ring toss. br IV br Death comes for the old lemon tree- br We reminisce before our fire, br And take tea with desire.