One Hundred And 21 - October текст песни

We met on Sunday in a park
In front of the apple tree
You made a clever remark
I knew right then
We were meant to be

Oh girl . how I loved you
And you loved me

You gave me sweet lovin'
Underneath the apple tree
Just laughin' and jokin'
We were meant to be

Oh girl , how I loved you so
And you loved me

We broke up in October
Behind the apple tree
We both knew it was over
And that
We weren't meant to be

Oh girl , I loved you
And you loved me