Watch her hands
Shaking trees
And God sleeps
When she’s trying
Cold and alone
Picking apples in the rain
She lost faith
Too old to see
Through her tears
She is dying
She feels no pain
Loosing apples in the rain
Shaking trees
And God sleeps
When she’s trying
Cold and alone
Picking apples in the rain
She lost faith
Too old to see
Through her tears
She is dying
She feels no pain
Loosing apples in the rain
Vloženo: 9. 10. 2016 , martin