When Will The Good Apples Fall?

I may be a rich man's daughter And have servants of my own I could snap my fingers, and I could have anything I want Sometimes I look out my window See lovers, hand in hand walk by They see the diamonds I wear But not the tears of envy in my eye Oh, when will the good apples fall on my side of the fence? When will I taste the sweet fruits of life? When will the sun smile for me through great cloudy skies above? When will I find my true, true love? Well, my daddy says, "Don't worry" And my daddy says, "Just wait I'm gonna find you a rich man's son, and bring him to our gate" Sometimes, I look out my window See lovers, hand in hand walk by Daddy doesn't know it There are some things that money just can't buy Oh, when will the good apples fall on my side of the fence? When will I taste the sweet fruits of life? When will the sun smile for me through great cloudy skies above? When will I find my true, true love? When will I find my true, true love? (When will I find my true, true love?) When will I find my true, true love? (When will I find my true, true love?) When will I find my true, true love?