First of May

Cherished Memories: Nostalgia in Tony Hadley's 'First of May'
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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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