And the feeling that we both shared and the love that we called ours
 We had no time for sadness, that's a road we each had crossed
 We were living a time meant for us, and even when it would rain
 we would laugh it off.

 I've got pieces of April, I keep them in a memory bouquet
 I've got pieces of April, but it's a morning in May

 We stood on the crest of summer, beneath an oak that blossemed green
 Feelings as I did in April, not really knowing what it means
 But it must be ther that youstand beside me now to make me feel this way
 Just as I did in April, but it's a morning in May.

 I've got pieces of April, I keep them in a memory bouquet
 I've got pieces of April, but it's a morning in May