Tiny Apple Trees - Vicci Martinez

How many times will I put myself in this place

So many mirrors

But I can’t seem to find my own face

And how can I ask you

To stop what you are doing for me

When all of these voices

Keep telling me

To set you free

And all you keep sayin

Is I need time to be alone

And you’re asking how its working

Well there’s more time for me to get stoned

And all I see is our tiny apple tree, tiny apple tree

And I’ve tried to forget you

But its easier to forgive

Cus you’ve already let go

Of the life that we wanted to live

And all that I see, all that it means to me

All I see are tiny apple trees, tiny apple trees

Still all i see, one place that I want to be

Sitting under our trees, tiny apple trees

Still all i see, one place that I want to be

Sitting under our trees, tiny apple trees, with our tiny apple trees