Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The White Apple, artist - of Verona. Album song The White Apple, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 30.04.2020
Record label: De Novo
Song language: English
The White Apple |
| She’s high on distaste again |
| She thinks it’s a waste again |
| White capped mountains filled with snow |
| Melt into her with indigo |
| She’ll change her mind |
| When the wind blows |
| She’s on display again |
| At the top of her game again |
| Blue wrapped presents filled with tears |
| Melt into her and disappear |
| It doesn’t mean a thing |
| Her minds not here |
| White noise (x4) |
| Screaming in my ears |
| Well this is the sound of being alone |
| White noise (x4) |
| Screaming in my ears |
| While this is the sound of being alone |
| This is the sound of being alone |
| This is the sound of being alone |
| She waited for a glass slipper |
| But it never came |
| And Lucy in the sky with diamonds |
| Became her pseudonym |
| She wished on the skies |
| For kaleidoscope eyes |
| To replace all the lies |
| She was seeing |
| She got lost in her mind |
| She was hoping to find |
| A way back in time |
| To keep dreaming |
| She though it could be different |
| Even for a moment |
| She waited for the apple |
| But it had turned… |
| White |
| It turned white |
| Let me go (x8) |
| This is the sound of being alone |
| She was screaming |
| Let me go |
| She was screaming |
| Let me go |
| But she’s high on distaste again |
| She thinks it’s a waste again |