I know I'll never be the apple of your eye
but I pick you a flower if you like
I know I'll never be the stars up in your sky
but I'll pick you a flower if you like
she loves me, she loves me not
she says she love me has she forgotten that she loves me
love me one more time
I know I'll never be the apple of your eye
but I pick you a flower if you like
'cause I meet you down by the end of the road
where the sunset glows and the garden grows
I got one pair of shoes with 20 holes
and I would walk 20 miles just to get to those blue eyes
if you will smile for me to my surprise i would stay for a while to
see what comes next
or we could take off our clothes and have long conversations in french
I know I'll never be the apple of your eye
but I pick you a flower if you like
I know I'll never be the stars up in your sky oh no
but I'll pick you a flower if you like
she loves me, she loves me not
she says she love me has she forgotten that she loves me
love me one more time
I know I'll never be the apple of your eye
but I pick you a flower if you like
roses are red, violets are blue
but it is true I'd be through if I don't have you
so I just chill up on the hill picking daffodils
making wishes, about you mrs
'cause I know I'll never be the apple of your eye
E (deixa soar)