(D.Loggins)
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April gave us springtime and the promise of the flowers
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And the feeling that we both shared and the love that we called ours
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We knew no time for sadness, that's a road we each had crossed
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We were living a time meant for us, and even when it would rain
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we would laugh it off.
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I've got pieces of April, I keep them in a memory bouquet
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I've got pieces of April, it's a morning in May
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We stood on the crest of summer, beneath an oak that blossomed green
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Feeling as I did in April, not really knowing what it means
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But it must be then that you stand beside me now to make me feel this way
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Just as I did in April, but it's a morning in May.
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I've got pieces of April, I keep them in a memory bouquet
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I've got pieces of April, but it's a morning in May
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I've got pieces of April, I keep them in a memory bouquet
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I've got pieces of April, but it's a morning in May
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Pieces Of April
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| Three Dog Night |
