The Flowers Of April
There's something about the flowers of April coming up like a prayer
With an answer for you, my love
Winter's heavy coat is lifted, warm wind drifting across your face
In the shining sun
But wait now, wait now, wait just a little
For my love to meet you
Wait now, wait now, wait for the water
It's going to reach you
There's a statue down in the valley staring out at the stream
It's a picture of them, my love
Smiling softly, still as the silence
Islands where nobody goes, thoughts that nobody's thinking of
But wait now, wait now, wait just a little
For my love to meet you
Wait now, wait now, wait for the water
It's going to reach you
