When apple leaves fall
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You may feel something in your mind's eye
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When the earth drinks in squall
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You may plan to escape on the sly
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Ohhhh, ohhh, ohhhhh, ohhh...
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I heard her sobbing
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Her tears tasted so sweet
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I heard her singing
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Her voice was gray beat
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Ohhhh, ohhh, ohhhhh, ohhh...
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When apple leaves fall
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We will have to say good bye
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When the earth drinks in squall
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Your mind will be dry
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I heard her sobbing
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Her tears tasted so sweet
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I heard her singing
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Her voice was gray beat
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Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh....
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Apple
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Cibo Matto |