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  1. Isaac Newton

From the album Seasons

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Lyrics

C6 Cmaj7 C Cmaj7
Dmin11

Underneath the apple trees
In the breeze
That’s where I wanna be

You attract me with your gravity
Constantly
Despite the distance in between

Won’t you turn my lead to gold
Before I grow old

Fadd9 Dadd11 Fadd9 Dadd11
And I turn cold

Whichever way the wind should blow
I’ll follow
Where she goes I’ve got to know

Won’t you turn my lead to gold
Before I grow old
It’s not impossible I’m told

Won’t you turn my lead to gold
Before I grow old
And I turn cold

Underneath the apple trees
In the breeze
Won’t you take me please