I picked an apple for you to say I love you, I need you, I want you to stay I placed it up high on my shelf for a day And longed for a bite as it rotted away
CHORUS It goes, it goes, it just goes to shows That anything can happen Oh woes, woes, pile up to your nose 'Cause good enough just isn't good enough
A brush and a comb and a mirror and blade A horse and a cart and a river and glade Every note, every voice, every song ever played All collected and lovingly at your feet laid
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I'll kiss your closed eyes so the love will not show I'll bask in your radiance that dulls the sun's glow I'll sing so softly that no air will blow And no one will know And no one will know If you would but ask I could turn myself blue By pausing the rhythm that pushes blood through Or I'd stoke up the fire, blush a blazing red hue For I gave you my heart and it pulses for you