When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,
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we used to love while others used to play.
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Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by,
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someone else moved in from far away.
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Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,
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and you don't ask the time of day.
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But you and I, our love will never die,
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but guess who'll cry come first of May.
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The apple tree that grew for you and me,
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I watched the apples falling one by one.
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And as I recall the moment of them all,
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the day I kissed your cheek and you were gone.
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Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,
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and you don't ask the time of day.
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But you and I, our love will never die,
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but guess who'll cry come first of May.
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When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,
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do do do do do do do do do...
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Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by,
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someone else moved in from far away.
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First Of May
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| Sarah Brightman |
