The iris / was blooming / that lost year
we both crossed / our hearts
“ We will ne/ver ever part,
no / no, not us”
I wish / I could tell you / the very words here
but just / as those flowers, darling,
kept all / of just one hour
so did we
The fierce love / that tore hairs / from your head
has long since fled
All that’s left / is boredom / a smile / almost listless
the last / tired caress
When turning / a page from / your diary
a dry, scen/tless memory
will bring that / long lost A/pril to your eyes
you’ll regret and sigh
But I know / it will be / the very first / one you meet
yes, you’ll / fall to her feet
for that new / not-yet given kiss
for that elusive / new bliss
And I know / it will be the very first / one you meet
yes, you’ll / fall to her feet
for that new / not-yet given kiss
for that elusive / new bliss