I can put music to words
But words evade me
I sit
under the apple tree

I can do anything i put my mind to
but remind me
what i want to do again?

I could sing a song for lovers
but define love in this world

Beneath the city
theres a river
and a girl that takes nobody with her

Lost within her own mind
suffocated by those
not of her own kind

in my heart there is a quiver
but arrows i cannot fire
makes me shiver
the cost of my desire