Apple of Your Eye

I never would've thought I was the apple of your eyes
When I'm in your company I photosynthesize

A spun leaf rides the breeze in its death dance to the floor
Out the corner of my eye I saw the
Wonder of it all you know I couldn't ever really ask for more

If I had a crown of laurels
If I'd kissed the Blarney Stone
I'd gather words more carefully for you
Than these together thrown



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Mark Riley
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