One, two, three
counting out the signs we see the

tall buildings
fading in the distance only

dots on a map.
Four, five, six
the two of us a perfect fit you're

all mine, all mine.
And all I can say,
is you blow me away.
Like an apple on a tree,
hiding out behind the leaves
I was difficult to reach,
but you picked me.
Like a shell upon a beach
just another pretty piece
I was difficult to see,
but you picked me.
Yeah you picked me.