A fire burns and she cold to touch My eyes hide my pain Her hair it smells like the flowers From an April Rain
Desire's there but it's far to reach I stumble through my heart When she rides across the field The world it moves with her
In her eyes
Skin so pure and her mind so strong She sees the world through broken glass She tells me of the future To hide away the past
I stop for her and I search for her And someone calls my name The girl of April showers Runs in my Soul of pain
My Soul
I was there, and now she's gone She left me in the past Well there was no future Only broken glass
Now I see that the world is gone She takes it all away The girl of April Showers Runs in my Soul of pain
My Soul In her eyes My soul
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