I live for rainy days,
Up hill hazes,
And beautiful gazes,
At a boy who says he loves you,
Only after midnight when he's other girlfriend is fast asleep,
Wandering through a wheat field in mid July,
Sunburned back,
And heated heart,
God give me the strength,
The orchard is my home,
Bees everywhere,
Apples ready to pick,
Winter cold and frosted,
Across your concerned brow,
We stay cold, you refuse to light a fire,
You're the only one who says sorry with a smile,