Avril

April is alone in the dark room
April is waiting to bloom
Butterflies against her chest
Bright lights striking her face
Explosions on this screen
This screen's on the scene
April won't need the record
She's waiting
She's looking around her
Waiting for him to sit next to her
And run in the shadows
Lonely souls and empty faces
When will he come and take her?
Don't let her wait too long for hours
When will he come and take her?
Don't let her wait too long for hours
Now she remembers at these nights,
Where lust was the only light!
She feels a wind on her neck,
Jumps back, to feel awake.
Breathing behind her
His shadow – poor little girl
Falling all over
For this missing lover
When will he come and take her?
Don't let her wait too long for hours
When will he come and take her?
Don't let her wait too long for hours
Staring at the darkness
She can feel his hands Softly slip under her dress
She opens her eyes and it's the end
Flood lights on a white screen,
She's the only one left in these sits.