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 new my heart could sing
Never missed a warm embrace
Till April in Paris, whom can I run to?
What have you done to my heart?
April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables under the trees
Baby, April in Paris, this is the feeling
No one can ever reprise
I never knew the charm of spring
Never met it face to face
I never new my heart could sing
Never missed a warm embrace
Till April in Paris, whom can I run to?
What have you done to my?
I never knew the charm of spring
Never met it face to face
I never new my heart could sing
Never missed a warm embrace
Till April in Paris, whom can I run to?
What have you done to my heart?
