Letra de The Apple Orchard

You won’t remember it–the apple orchard
We wandered through one April afternoon
Climbing the hill behind the empty farm
A city boy, I’d never seen a grove
Burst in full flower or breathed the bittersweet
Perfume of blossoms mingled with the dust
A quarter mile of trees in fragrant rows
Arching above us. We walked the aisle
Alone in spring’s ephemeral cathedral
We had the luck, if you can call it that
Of having been in love but never lovers
The bright flame burning, fed by pure desire
Nothing consumed, such secrets brought to light!
There was a moment when I stood behind you
Reached out to spin you toward me . . . but I stopped
What more could I have wanted from that day?
Everything, of course. Perhaps that was the point–
To learn that what we will not grasp is lost