It's cherry pink and apple blossom whiteWhen your true lover comes your wayIt's cherry pink and apple blossom whiteThe poets sayThe story goes that once a cherry treeBeside an apple tree did growAnd there a boy once met hisBride to be long, long agoThe boy looked into her eyesIt was a sight to enthrallThe breezes joined in their sighsThe blossoms started to fallAnd as they gently carressedThe lovers looked up to findThe branches of the two treesWere intertwinedAnd that is why the poets always writeIf there's a new moon bright aboveIt's cherry pink and apple blossom whiteWhen you're in loveThe boy looked into her eyesIt was a sight to enthrallThe breezes joined in their sighsThe blossoms started to fallAnd as they gently carressedThe lovers looked up to findThe branches of the two treesWere intertwinedAnd that is why the poets always writeIf there's a new moon bright aboveIt's cherry pink and apple blossom whiteWhen you're in love
Alan Dale
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