Green Apple
Do you remember when I gave you a green apple? It's my sign of how I loved you, but why'd you turned it to gray apple? The apple tree's are swinging, My emotions feels so loved, that's why I'm aching. The Green Apple, why'd you've always do this to me? If you tried to be with me, just find your value 'til you love me. Your delicate phone, always in your hands But my hands are too tight to hold yours. Oh, why there's always a red side of yours? If you would've been done, doin' that beautiful eye contacts, then I'll be yours. But why'd you break me? 'til the end of the day, I'm so in love with you, but my mind stop me. 'til the sunset's, I will love you. 'til my dying day, i will always be yours. 'til the dawn, I would be always be here, at your side...
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