Blind Pilot - White apple

^G7In ^Amshadow ^G7In ^Amdark ^G7In ^Ccold wind Open ^Fup your ^Amheart

^G7Cause time ^Ambrushes ^G7Your fa^Amce And one ^G7loved ^Cthem E^Fvery new ^Amshape

^G7One lov^Ced them For w^Fhat could Not get ^Gleft behind Or washed a^Cway ^{G7 Am}

And som^G7e were ^Amseasons ^G7Some just ^Amdays I´m br^G7inging^C nothing with me I ^Fmean to ^Amsave This ^G7faint s^Amweetness This ^G7wick of ^Amlight This ^G7white ^Capple ^FFull of ^Ambites

^G7White ^Capple Full o^Ff what Has slipped ^Gaway from me Full o^Ff flesh Sweet as ^Gmemory Full o^Ff hope Grown from a ^Gfallen tree Full ^Fof a life I can´t just let^G my… Self be^Clieve. ^{G7 Am}

So if I ^Chaunt you ^FIf I ^C do ^FIf my ^Amshadow Leans ^Fup on ^Cyou too No ^Fgood in^Ctentions ^FOr ways ^CI talk I´ll jus^Ft leave a^Am light lit For ^Fyou to ^Gwalk I´ll leave a^Am light left For ^Fyou to ^Gwalk