One, two, three Counting out the signs we see The tall buildings Fading in the distance Only dots on a map Four, five, six The two of us a perfect fit You're all mine, all mine
And all I can say Is you blow me away
Like an apple on a tree Hiding out behind the leaves I was difficult to reach But you picked me Like a shell upon a beach Just another pretty piece I was difficult to see But you picked me Yeah you picked me
So softly Rain against the windows And the strong coffee Warming up my fingers In this fisherman's house You got me Searched the sand And climbed the tree And brought me back down
And all I can say Is you blow me away
Like an apple on a tree Hiding out behind the leaves I was difficult to reach But you picked me Like a shell upon a beach Just another pretty piece I was difficult to see But you picked me Yeah you picked me
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"I am not in this world to live up to other people's expectations, nor do I feel that the world must live up to mine."
