Rose Melberg The Orchard
Sit beside me underneath this tree
I wish we could make a life beneath its canopy
Petals float just like summer snow
Every blossom is an apple that will never grow
In the orchard you are mine to keep
Stubborn dandelion bed welcomes us to sleep
Sit beside me underneath this tree
We should make a life here beneath its canopy
I can weather winter well if you are with me
Keep our secret with no worry of discovery
