(Mags/Pal Waktaar)

The soft rains of april are over

The soft rains of April are over, over

Anybody home now

I am on the phone now, please...



The soft rains of April are over

The ferry across the water to Dover, over

Anybody home now

I am on the phone, oh I'd like to go back

Is it raining back home

I'm so alone

Just got up today

And my thoughts are miles away

With you



Well, they gave me four years

Three more to go

Keep writing letters

Time's passing so slow



The soft rains of April are over

The soft rains of April are over

Over