I never knew the charm of spring I never met it face to face I never knew my heart could sing I never missed a warm embrace Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom Holiday tables under the trees April in Paris, this is a feeling That no one can ever

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan

I never knew the charm of spring I never met it face to face I never new my heart could sing I never missed a warm embrace Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom Holiday tables under the trees April in Paris, this is a feeling That no one can ever

When you talk, talk All you wanna do is talk, talk All I wanted was, all I wanted was All I wanted was your reckless heart Touch of your skin Blurring my vision Seeing the same film again Closer you pull me Under the table

I never knew the charm of spring I never met it face to face I never knew my heart could sing I never missed a warm embrace Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom Holiday tables under the trees April in Paris, this is a feeling That no one can ever

I put a pillow under your hair Gave you tender love and my care Your momma didn't know that I was there When you're left me on the outside And I didn't know you would never show You're so comfortable with white lies Lookin' like a fool What else could I

I never knew the charm of spring Never met it face to face I never new my heart could sing Never missed a warm embrace Till April in Paris Holiday tables under the trees April in Paris, this is a feeling No one can ever reprise Whom can I run to

I can't give you, what you think you gave me It's time to say goodbye to turning tables I can't keep up with your turning tables Under your thumb, I can't breathe To turning tables I won't ask you, you to just desert me Next time I'll be braver I'll be

And if you hear me talking on the wind You've got to understand We must remain Perfect strangers Can you remember remember my name As I flow through your life A thousand oceans I have flown And cold spirits of ice All my life

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan