Teksty: Dean Martin. April Again.
Oh, If I could live April again
If only I could live April again
How happy I would be again
Oh, If I could live April again
If only I could live April again
How happy I would be again
The early morning rain, falling on my window
Makes me think of you again
I pretend that you're here with me
And tho' it seems like April again
It's not the same
It's not the same
Oh, if I could live April again
If only I could live April again
How happy I would be again
Flowers that we saved, pressed between the pages
Of the book have turned to gray
But still I close my eyes and hold them
And know that it's not April again
It seems that way
It seems that way
Oh, if I could live April again
If only I could live April again
How happy I would be again
Oh, if I could live April again
If only I could live April again
If only I could live April again
How happy I would be again
Oh, If I could live April again
If only I could live April again
How happy I would be again
The early morning rain, falling on my window
Makes me think of you again
I pretend that you're here with me
And tho' it seems like April again
It's not the same
It's not the same
Oh, if I could live April again
If only I could live April again
How happy I would be again
Flowers that we saved, pressed between the pages
Of the book have turned to gray
But still I close my eyes and hold them
And know that it's not April again
It seems that way
It seems that way
Oh, if I could live April again
If only I could live April again
How happy I would be again
Oh, if I could live April again
If only I could live April again
Martin Dean
Martin Dean
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