It's April and it's sunny it's shining on your cold brick building
I want to enter through the stained glass windows and rob you from your fate
And leap out into an endless field from the window of that building
Maybe later, maybe tomorrow, maybe never will you pass that gate
And I wonder, was I too late
Was I a hair too late
We never spoke of Him, never even whispered His name
Now I can't turn back time, I've done what I've done
And I didn't do what I could have done, Oh, God what a shame
I beg for mercy, let it shine on you warm April Sun
I'm not expecting anybody soon
Looking back, your life has not begun
Let's spend it together your last afternoon,
Underneath this warm April Sun
It's April and it's sunny it's shining on your cold brick building
I want to enter through the stained glass windows and rob you from your fate
And leap out into an endless field from the window of that building
Maybe later, maybe tomorrow, maybe never will you pass that gate
I'm not expecting anybody soon
Looking back, your life has not begun
Let's spend it together your last afternoon,
Underneath this warm April Sun
I want to enter through the stained glass windows and rob you from your fate
And leap out into an endless field from the window of that building
Maybe later, maybe tomorrow, maybe never will you pass that gate
And I wonder, was I too late
Was I a hair too late
We never spoke of Him, never even whispered His name
Now I can't turn back time, I've done what I've done
And I didn't do what I could have done, Oh, God what a shame
I beg for mercy, let it shine on you warm April Sun
I'm not expecting anybody soon
Looking back, your life has not begun
Let's spend it together your last afternoon,
Underneath this warm April Sun
It's April and it's sunny it's shining on your cold brick building
I want to enter through the stained glass windows and rob you from your fate
And leap out into an endless field from the window of that building
Maybe later, maybe tomorrow, maybe never will you pass that gate
I'm not expecting anybody soon
Looking back, your life has not begun
Let's spend it together your last afternoon,
Underneath this warm April Sun