Texty
April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables under the trees
April in Paris, this is a feeling
No one can ever reprise
I never knew the charm of spring
Never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
Never felt it warm embrace
Till April in Paris
Whom can I run to
What have you done to my heart
I never knew the charm of spring
Never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
Never felt it warm embrace
Till April in Paris
Whom shall I run to
What have you done to my heart
What have you done to my heart
Written by: E.Y. "Yip" Harburg, Vernon Duke
