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Little Green ApplesHe takes my hand and asks meLittle Green Apples
Just how I'm doing today. He wonders where I am when I Haven't been around for days and days.
When I cry like my heart just fell apart,
He wipes the tears, steals the pain From my eyes.
And if thats not lovin' me, God didn't make little green apples,
And flowers never bloom in the spring time,
It doesn't rain when the land is dry.
I wake up in the morning and I hear His voice from some far away place- Yet he is right beside me when I need Him in a minutes time.
Time and time again, life tests us- And yet nothing
by ~catch-a-falling-star
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