Phil Woods

April in Paris [#]

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I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace

Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables under the trees
April in Paris, this is a feeling
That no one can ever reprise

I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace

Till April in Paris
Whom can I run to?
What have you done to my heart?


Writer/s: MERCER, JOHNNY / MAC GREGOR, J. CHALMERS

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