From Apple, With Love

I'm an apple at the top of the tree
Waiting for the right person to climb and pick me

I must be patient
I must have faith

For all this time
All I do is wait

Yes, I get sad
And yes, I often worry
I felt I've been here too long
There's no one that will come along

But I must be glad
What's all the worry?
Sing another happy song
And the sun will sing along

Put that beautiful smile
And rejoice

For all this waiting is only for a while
To be happy, is my own choice

I'm still an apple at the lonely top of the tree
On this big branches, I lean

But I know love will set me free
That person will pick me, and I'll say with a smile "where have you been?"

A person who is worth the wait
Not too soon, not too late