First of May
Cherished Memories: Nostalgia in Tony Hadley's 'First of May'Lyrics
When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall
Reflecting on childhood memories when Christmas trees were large.
We used to love while others used to play
Expressing a contrast between personal love and others' playful activities.
Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by
Feeling uncertain about the passage of time and the changes it brings.
Some one else moved in from far away
Noticing someone new entering the picture, possibly in a romantic context.
Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small
Observing the reversal of roles as the speaker and their love interest grow older.
And you don't ask the time of day
Emphasizing that time is no longer a significant factor in their relationship.
But you and I, our love will never die
Affirming the enduring nature of their love, despite the changes in circumstances.
But guess we'll cry come first of May
Anticipating sadness on the first of May, possibly a significant date or event.
The apple tree that grew for you and me
Recalling the symbolic apple tree that represented their shared experiences.
I watched the apples falling one by one
Watching the symbolic apples fall, marking the passage of time and experiences.
And I recall the moment of them all
Remembering a particular moment, possibly a significant romantic event.
The day I kissed your cheek and you were mine
Cherishing the memory of a special day when their love became official.
Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small
Reiterating the theme of growing older and the changing size of Christmas trees.
And you don't ask the time of day
Emphasizing the timelessness of their love despite the triviality of asking for the time.
But you and I, our love will never die
Reaffirming the enduring nature of their love in the face of life's changes.
But guess we'll cry come first of May
Expressing the expectation of tears on the first of May, a poignant day.
When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall
Returning to the initial reflection on childhood, completing a cyclical theme.
Do do do do do do do do do
Adding a whimsical and nonsensical element to the narrative.
Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by
Reiterating the mysterious passage of time and the changes it brings.
Some one else moved in from far away
Noting the intrusion of an external factor, perhaps symbolizing life's unpredictability.
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