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 arc 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.