Morning dew on apple leaves,
Golden light through branches weaves.
You and I beneath the sky so wide,
Where fruit trees hum and breezes glide.
Soft laughter dances with the wind,
Your gentle touch, a summer grin.
Every moment in this place feels new —
Green and warm, with me and you.
Hear the rustle in the trees,
Melody in every breeze.
Close your eyes — breathe it slow,
Let the orchard’s heartbeat show.
Sunlit orchard days,
Where our hearts find a wandering way.
Sunshine on your face,
In this quiet, sacred space.
Hand in hand we roam,
Through rows of green, we call it home.
Under skies so kind,
In orchard days, you’re mine.
Blossoms drifting on the breeze,
Petals whisper through the trees.
You pick a fruit and smile my way,
Sweet as honey, warm as day.
Soft earth beneath our steps so light,
Birdsong claims the morning bright.
We’ll chase the sun till daylight fades,
Wrapped in green and golden shades.
Every leaf will hum a tune,
Underneath the glowing noon.
Close your eyes — feel the glow,
Let the orchard’s magic grow.
Sunlit orchard days,
Where our hearts find a wandering way.
Sunshine on your face,
In this quiet, sacred space.
Hand in hand we roam,
Through rows of green, we call it home.
Under skies so kind,
In orchard days, you’re mine.
When autumn winds come around,
And petals fall upon the ground —
We’ll remember golden light,
In orchard dreams, in soft twilight.
Sunlit orchard days,
Let them live in heart always.
Your laughter in the leaves,
Your whisper in the autumn breeze.
Hand in hand we roam,
Through fruit and flowers, we call it home.
Under skies so kind,
In orchard days, you’re mine.
