Roger Seibel - White Apple lyrics

In shadow, in dark In cold wind, open up your heart 'Cause time brushes your face And one loved them - every new shape One loved them for what could not get left behind or washed away Some were seasons, some just days I'm bringing nothing with me I mean to save: This faint sweetness, this wick of light This white apple full of bites A white apple full of what has slipped away from me; Full of flesh sweet as memory; Full of hope grown from a fallen tree; Full of a life I can't just let myself believe So if I haunt you, if I do If my shadow leans up on you to No good intentions or ways I talk I'll just leave a light lit for you to walk I'll leave a light lit for you to walk