April in Paris

April in Paris

Chestnuts in blossom

Holiday tables under the trees

April in Paris

This is a feeling

No one can ever reprise

I never knew the charm of spring

Never met it face to face

I never knew that my heart could sing

I never miss the warm embrace 'til

April in Paris

Whom can I run to

What have you done to my heart

Look what you’ve done, what you’ve done, what you’ve done

To my heart