and i'll keep every memory of ya
away in a shoebox
a box of love
a box of memories
each one an unique experience
over the years i keep
over the years i remember
u are wad u are to me still
haven changed
not for abit
not for awhile
if u ever still remembered a card tat u wrote
i'll tell ya tat all tats inside
im workin hard to make it true one day
and when tat day
it'll be like the exact same
where u'll be the first
to see wad we can have together

under the apple tree
hand in hand
watchin every sunrise and set
till we both grow old
when our hair shall turn white with time
its only our love tat stays gold