Sweet as a peach
And your cheeks as red as cherries
And I want to hold on to you
I'll stain your hands
Like a fresh cut summer berry
Our faces lighting up with pink hue
And if I were an apple
Hanging high up in a tree
And a worm was crawling through me
Would you still pick me
I know I'm not the sweetest
But my love neither are you
Because the world is our orchard
And we are the fruit
I know I can be bitter
But I think you are so sweet
I'm a sour lemonade and you're a sweet iced tea
But if you got to know me
I think you might grow to like my leaves
Because not every lemon boy is mean
And if I were an apple
Hanging high up on a tree
And a worm was crawling through me
Would you still pick me
I know I'm not the sweetest
But my love neither are you
Because the world is our orchard
And we are the fruit
Bugz - Worm (feat. Love Letter Lane) Lyrics
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Sweet as a peach
And your cheeks as red as cherries
And I want to hold on to you
I'll stain your hands
Like a fresh cut summer berry
Our faces lighting up with pink hue
And if I were an apple
Hanging high up in a tree
And a worm was crawling through me
Would you still pick me
I know I'm not the sweetest
But my love neither are you
Because the world is our orchard
And we are the fruit
I know I can be bitter
But I think you are so sweet
I'm a sour lemonade and you're a sweet iced tea
But if you got to know me
I think you might grow to like my leaves
Because not every lemon boy is mean
And if I were an apple
Hanging high up on a tree
And a worm was crawling through me
Would you still pick me
I know I'm not the sweetest
But my love neither are you
Because the world is our orchard
And we are the fruit
And your cheeks as red as cherries
And I want to hold on to you
I'll stain your hands
Like a fresh cut summer berry
Our faces lighting up with pink hue
And if I were an apple
Hanging high up in a tree
And a worm was crawling through me
Would you still pick me
I know I'm not the sweetest
But my love neither are you
Because the world is our orchard
And we are the fruit
I know I can be bitter
But I think you are so sweet
I'm a sour lemonade and you're a sweet iced tea
But if you got to know me
I think you might grow to like my leaves
Because not every lemon boy is mean
And if I were an apple
Hanging high up on a tree
And a worm was crawling through me
Would you still pick me
I know I'm not the sweetest
But my love neither are you
Because the world is our orchard
And we are the fruit
Writer: Bugz!, bugz McComb
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