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One, two, three 
Counting out the signs we see
The tall buildings 
Fading in the distance
Only dots on a map
Four, five, six 
The two of us a perfect fit 
You're all mine, all mine

And all I can say
Is you blow me away

Like an apple on a tree 
Hiding out behind the leaves
I was difficult to reach
But you picked me
Like a shell upon a beach 
Just another pretty piece
I was difficult to see
But you picked me 
Yeah you picked me

So softly 
Rain against the windows 
And the strong coffee 
Warming up my fingers 
In this fisherman's house
You got me
Searched the sand 
And climbed the tree 
And brought me back down

And all I can say
Is you blow me away

Like an apple on a tree 
Hiding out behind the leaves
I was difficult to reach
But you picked me
Like a shell upon a beach 
Just another pretty piece
I was difficult to see
But you picked me 
Yeah you picked me