Friday, December 11, 2009

#124 - First of May



When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,
we used to love while others used to play.
Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by,
someone else moved in from far away.

Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,
and you don't ask the time of day.
But you and I, our love will never die,
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.

Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,
and you don't ask the time of day.
But you and I, our love will never die,
but guess we'll cry come first of May.

When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,
do do do do do do do do do...
Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by,
someone else moved in from far away.

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Suddenly think of this song...and keep replaying it on my itunes.
I love this song so much, it makes me think of some people.

2 comments:

J.Y Chook said...

memories huh....sweet and bitter...

William Chak said...

I was listening to this song on Christmas Eve and it touched my heart.

It reminds me that I'm growing up and there's so much that were past and can't be retrieved.

- Will from London