Текст песни
I'd see her at the station at the end of the day
And let my imagination carry me away
Carry me away
Her eyes were an ocean, dangerous and dark
If only I could sail inside them
If only I could rule her heart
The apple tree growing in the yard
Is older than the stars
Gold and silver, hide and seek
You were never mine to keep
Holding back, holding back the tears
She was clearing the table, I was hanging sheets to dry
The children were asleep, dreaming they could fly
Dreaming they could fly
She said, "I know this won't be easy
But it's something you must hear
I've built myself a prison where I have disappeared"
The apple tree growing in the yard
Is older than the stars
Gold and silver, hide and seek
You were never mine to keep
Holding back, holding back the tears
She was tending to the garden, collecting fallen leaves
Passing time between the morning sun and the afternoon breeze
That cool autumn breeze
And she marveled how the seeds that she had sown the year before
Had blossomed into flowers beside the apple tree that I adore
The apple tree growing in the yard
Older than the stars
Gold and silver, hide and seek
You were never mine to keep
Holding back, holding back
Just holding back the tears