When I was a little boy I stole a red delicious Then the facts become fictitious So easily I used to be in love with love And there's no cure for that sickness And though you called me as a witness I held my peace I never think I understood The beauty of the silence And it left me with a blindness I cannot hide These days I look into the mirror I see an apparition Still haunted by the fiction Of what might have been So if it's time to bid you all adieu And you have watched my days fadin' like a photo The snow tonight will make the world brand new And in a short time, this will be a long, long time ago ♪ Now you leave me countin' days That we're not given as a promise Yet I must confess a fondness For this life I'll leave it to philosophers To play with their illusions For I have found my absolution And I am free So if it's time to bid you all adieu And you have watched my days fadin' like a photo The snow tonight will make the world brand new And in a short time, this will be a long, long time ago And I will have no more memories of tomorrow