Billy Eckstine April In Paris
April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables under the moon
April in Paris, this is a feeling
No one can ever reprise
I never knew the charm of spring
Never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
Never missed a warm embrace, till
April in Paris, whom could I turn to
What have you done to my heart
I never knew the charm of spring
Never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
Never missed a warm embrace, till
April in Paris, whom could I turn to
What have you done to my heart
