You told me I was grey
You said you were a colour
You mentioned we could go
Forever through the snow
You've picked the apple tree
And found that it was rotten
I've tasted fruit before
It never was a bore
I will wait for you here
Through the rose hipped bushes you look positively clear
And I will see you 'till the end of our years
With you here
It's gonna be a while 'till our friendship breaks apart
And with the new dawning there's a love that wants to start
I'm seeing double mirrors reflecting their true light
Inside of every apple is the core of every night
I will wait for you here
Through the rose hipped bushes you look positively clear
And I will see you 'till the end of our years
With you here
With you here
With you here