I will give my love an apple without e’er a core;
I will give my love a dwelling without e’er a door;
I will give my love a palace wherein she may be,
And she may unlock it without e’er a key.
My head is an apple without e’er a core,
My mind is a dwelling without e’er a door,
My heart is the palace wherein she may be,
And she may unlock it without e’er a key.