I went to the heath and the wild
And I saw what I never had seen
Then I lay me down on a bed of thorns
I've got flowers of red in me
All mountains and trees
Are swallowed by the sea
Then you burn it down
And my beautiful apple tree
I know how you feel...
When you're on your own
I know how you feel...
Stay with me now
My lonely flower of red
That you buried deep inside of me
I think of the times
And my apple tree….
I know how you feel...
When you're on your own
I know how you feel...
But you are not alone
Not alone…

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