These places are here, my apple stair way is right near
paint my shadow right next to yours, paint mine bright
Just like yours

My leading stairway leads me there to the one place I could always bear
Its my love, its my passion and all for one its not my grave
For my shadow is bright and narrow so straight like an arrow

Lead me there my apple stair way that stands right here
You can lift me, raise me, but don’t make me fall because if I do
The ripe apples right above me will fall too

My passion, my love will die as my apple stairway is going to break down
and cry
Then while I fall, I will fall for you, but not for you to catch me, but so
I can fall in love with you

Only then will my apple stair way give me the chance to revive so me
and my stairway will rise up and not cry
Wish me luck my green apple tree, ill wish you the best of memories between
you and me
You have raised me and now taught me as well
To not cry, but to stand up, grow up, and then fly

I feel free my green beautiful apple tree, but you have died now that you
don’t have me
But its ok, its really alright because the apple tree has now revived, but
not to
A tree, but a love that you once had for me.

You are still there no matter who is there
I’m your latter, I’m your tree, but most of all
Your spirit will always be with me


 
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