Lyrics - April Moon by Brown Sam

She was polishing the chairswhen the doorbell rangshe smoothed down her hairand answered to a little old manhe gave her his widest grin and saidwould you mind if
I came in and talked to you?
One
April afternoontwo shadows walking in the suntheir final tunetwo shadows waiting for the
April moon
She showed him the kitchenand he pulled up a chairas he was about to beginhe noticed her hairhe thought to himselfhow beautiful she lookedand saidwould you mind if
I took a picture of you?
April afternoontwo shadows walking in the suntheir final tunetwo shadows waiting for the
April moon

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