Lyrics:

I sit on my pillow My cat on my head I hear your voice, boy And can't forget Your kisses were cold and Full of loneliness Hold deep sadness With my hands I won't be here - I won't be there I will write another story And my tears Will create Will create a lake of sorrows Chorus: But in April it sounds like love When you call You call my name You call my name But in April it sounds like love When you call You call my name You call my name You call my name The door is open now I have to go The moon shines brighter Than it did before The clock strikes twelve There's no time Time to sleep We'll go upstairs Straight to the sky I'm not here - I'm not there Took a ball point pen to write you And my tears They create They create a lake of sorrows I'm not here - I'm not there Took a ball point pen to write you And my tears They create They create a lake of sorrows Chorus The door is open now I have to go The moon shines brighter Than it did before Was not here, was not there Yes, I wrote another story And my tears, and my tears...