Avril

April is alone in the dark room April is waiting to bloom Butterflies against her chest Bright lights striking her face Explosions on this screen This screen's on the scene April won't need the record She's waiting She's looking around her Waiting for him to sit next to her And run in the shadows Lonely souls and empty faces When will he come and take her? Don't let her wait too long for hours When will he come and take her? Don't let her wait too long for hours Now she remembers at these nights, Where lust was the only light! She feels a wind on her neck, Jumps back, to feel awake. Breathing behind her His shadow – poor little girl Falling all over For this missing lover When will he come and take her? Don't let her wait too long for hours When will he come and take her? Don't let her wait too long for hours Staring at the darkness She can feel his hands Softly slip under her dress She opens her eyes and it's the end Flood lights on a white screen, She's the only one left in these sits.