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(Barry Gibb, Maurice Gibb, Robin Gibb) |
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When we were small and Christmas trees were tall
We used to love while others used to play
Don't ask me why but time has passed me by
Nothing seems to be the same old way
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 ever die
And guess who'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 cheeks 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 ever die
And guess who'll cry come first of May
And guess who'll cry come first of May |
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