Please don't,
Let April come,
I can't bear the way she looks like she's in love,

With everyone.

How easily,
She welcomes spring,
With arms wide like the sky reflecting on the sea.

And all this snow,
It's the way it must go,
She is weighing all the trees down,
Killing any sign of growth.

And I'm here waiting for,
A sign to show,
Yes I'm here, waiting for a sign.

A thousand lies I told myself,
And never bought a single one,
And late at night I tried to sing of love,
Turn the record on.

Just humming along,
Only humming along.

No good with love songs.

Oh no,
You've let it show,
Reading every line upon my face as if I were a poem,
And not even I,
Can know just why,
The wind is taking me,
Anywhere but where I try.

And I'm here waiting for,
A sign to show,
Yes I'm here, waiting for a sign.

A thousand lies I told myself,
And never bought a single one,
And late at night I tried to sing of love,
Turn the record on.

Just humming along,
Only humming along.

No good with love songs.

Please don't,
Let April come,
I can't bear the way she looks like she's in love,
With everyone.