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.