I picked an apple for you to say
I love you, I need you, I want you to stay
I placed it up high on my shelf for a day
And longed for a bite as it rotted away

It goes, it goes, it just goes to shows
That anything can happen
Oh woes, woes, pile up to your nose
'Cause good enough just isn't good enough

A brush and a comb and a mirror and blade
A horse and a cart and a river and glade
Every note, every voice, every song ever played
All collected and lovingly at your feet laid

I'll kiss your closed eyes so the love will not show
I'll bask in your radiance that dulls the sun's glow
I'll sing so softly that no air will blow
And no one will know
And no one will know

It goes, it goes, it just goes to shows
That anything can happen
Oh woes, woes, pile up to your nose
'Cause good enough just isn't good enough

If you would but ask I could turn myself blue
By pausing the rhythm that pushes blood through
Or I'd stoke up the fire, blush a blazing red hue
For I gave you my heart and it pulses for you

It goes, it goes, it just goes to shows
That anything can happen
Oh woes, woes, pile up to your nose
'Cause good enough just isn't good enough