Текст песни April

April started cold With winds whistling a melody And that song that keeps going through my mind Insisting on remind me of the good times And that song that keeps going through my mind Insisting on remind me April ended up empty With the silence reciting poetry It?s only a matter of time Lack of brakes And willingness to stay on course Just follow the signs Fill the tank And not look back And not look back And that song that keeps going through my mind Insisting on remind me of the good times And that song that keeps going through my mind Insisting on remind me