APPLE TO THE CORE

Rest your head on a pillow of stone
Looking for the question that has gone
Slipped away the answer like a dancer twist and turn
A belly’s roulette chance to a throne
Not a lesser home

When you are beautiful, turns an apple to the core

The sugar saps the mighty
Into something of misery
Never looking back once out the door
Standing by the turnstile waiting for the extra mile
I have nothing but I still believe

Looking out for the beautiful is what I see
Looking out for the beautiful is what I see
Looking out for the beautiful is what I need

When you are beautiful, turns an apple to the core