That old April yearning Once more is returning And I have a longing to wander. The leaves may be falling, But April is calling And the prim roses beckon me yonder. For one more walk around the garden One more stroll along the shore. One more memory I can dream upon Until I dream no more. For one more time perhaps the dawn will wait And one more prayer it's not too late To gather one more rose Before I say goodbye and close the garden gate. That old arch is saying It's time to go straying When no one but April can find me. To try and recover The heart of a lover That I left lying somewhere behind me. Just one more walk along the garden One more stroll along the shore. One more memory I can dream upon Until I dream no more. For one more time perhaps the dawn will wait And one more prayer it's not too late To gather one more rose Before I say goodbye and close the garden gate. One more rose before I close the garden gate.
That old April yearning Once more is returning And I have a longing to wander. The leaves may be falling, But April is calling And the prim roses beckon me yonder. For one more walk around the garden One more stroll along the shore. One more memory I can dream upon Until I dream no more. For one more time perhaps the dawn will wait And one more prayer it's not too late To gather one more rose Before I say goodbye and close the garden gate. That old arch is saying It's time to go straying When no one but April can find me. To try and recover The heart of a lover That I left lying somewhere behind me. Just one more walk along the garden One more stroll along the shore. One more memory I can dream upon Until I dream no more. For one more time perhaps the dawn will wait And one more prayer it's not too late To gather one more rose Before I say goodbye and close the garden gate. One more rose before I close the garden gate.
