April gave us springtime and the promise of the flowersAnd the feeling that we both shared and the love that we called oursWe knew no time for sadness, that's a road we each had crossedWe were living a time meant for us, and even when it would rainwe would laugh it off.I've got pieces of April, I keep them in a memory bouquetI've got pieces of April, it's a morning in MayWe stood on the crest of summer, beneath an oak that blossomed greenFeeling as I did in April, not really knowing what it meansBut it must be then that you stand beside me now to make me feel this wayJust as I did in April, but it's a morning in May.I've got pieces of April, I keep them in a memory bouquetI've got pieces of April, but it's a morning in MayI've got pieces of April, I keep them in a memory bouquetI've got pieces of April, but it's a morning in May