In April

Wonderwall

I sit on my pillow, my cat on my head 
I hear your voice boy and can’t forget 
Your kisses were cold and full of loneliness 
Hold deep sadness with my hands 

Won’t be here, won’t be there, I will write another story 
And my tears will create, will create a lake of sorrows 

But in April it sounds like love 
When you call, you call my name 
You call my name 
But in April it sounds like love 
When you call, you call my name 
You call my name, you call my name 

The door is open now I have to go 
The moon shines brighter than it did before 
The clock strikes twelve, there’s no time, time to sleep 
We’ll go upstairs straight to the sky 

I’m not here, I’m not there there, took a ball point pen to write you 
And my tears they create, they create a lake of sorrows 

I’m not here, I’m not there, took a ball point pen to write you 
And my tears they create, they create a lake of sorrows 

But in April it sounds like love 
When you call, you call my name 
You call my name 
But in April it sounds like love 
When you call, you call my name 
You call my name 

The door is open now I have to go 
The moon shines brighter than it did before 

Was not here, was not there, yes I wrote another story 
And my tears and my tears... 

But in April it sounds like love 
When you call, you call my name 
You call my name 
But in April it sounds like love 
When you call, you call my name 
You call my name 

But in April it sounds like love 
When you call, you call my name 
You call my name 

My name, my name, you call my name 
My name, my name, you call my name 
My name, my name, you call my name 
My name, my name, you call my name 
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