Apples on the snow, pink on white
What do we do with them?
Apples on the snow
Apples on the snow in their delicate pink skins
You can help them but I can't help myself
Apples on the snow, apples on the snow
Apples on the snow, apples on the snow
You can help them but I can't help myself
You can help them but I can't help myself
Apples on the snow, freezing helplessly
Like Springs long past that I keep in my memory
Apples on the snow, freezing slowly
Warm them up with your tears, for I no longer can
Apples on the snow, apples on the snow
Apples on the snow, apples on the snow
Warm them up with your tears, for I no longer can
Warm them up with your tears, for I no longer can
Apples on the snow... I pick them off the branches
Apples on the snow shining farewell to me
Apples on the snow, apples on the snow
Apples on the snow, apples on the snow
What do we do with them?
Apples on the snow
Apples on the snow shining farewell to me