To the apple tree

I lead you

with your hand held on to mine

To the juicy red

which I'll tempt you to devour,

so I can claim you as mine

We reach the bottom

and above us hangs

a single ruby red 

I reach my hand up

and pick it from the tree

Holding it in front of your face

your eyes are drawn to it

and you take a bite

Now, 

dear angel,

you're mine

forever and ever I shall keep you