and Christmas trees were tall
we used to love while others used to play.
but time has passed us by
some one else moved in from far away.
and Christmas trees are small
and you don't ask the time of day.
but guess we'll cry come first of May.
The apple tree that grew for you and me
I watched the apples falling one by one.
And I recall the moment of them all
the day I kissed your cheek and you were gone.
and Christmas trees are small
and you don't ask the time of day.
but guess we'll cry come first of May.
and Christmas trees are small
and you don't ask the time of day.
but guess we'll cry come first of May.
and Christmas trees were tall
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