| Song | April In Paris |
| Artist | Brett Smiley |
| Album | Breathlessly Brett |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brett Smiley | |
| Crying in the night cause nothing goes right | |
| Without her, I'm through | |
| Oh, you held me so tight, but I lost my sight | |
| And the last thing I saw was you | |
| Although what could she say | |
| She's a million miles away | |
| And for that matter, what could she do | |
| Cry in the nighttime too? | |
| Well that would be something new | |
| You think we're through? | |
| You think it's in the can? | |
| Well I know it was May | |
| When this thing first began | |
| It might've been April in Paris | |
| But it's heaven in Hollywood | |
| I bet you know you're the fairest | |
| In Hollywood, you're understood | |
| And everything seems okay | |
| Ooh, a love in May | |
| What could I say | |
| I'm a million miles away | |
| And that's just a little too far | |
| Ah, but I say something | |
| Without her, I'm nothing | |
| And that means something for sure | |
| Oh, something she'd say | |
| "I'll see you in May" | |
| I'll see you anyway | |
| What about this love in May | |
| Well, that would be something new | |
| But this love was baked in clay | |
| And now I'm sunning on the beach in the sand | |
| Well I know that it was May but it feels like Disneyland | |
| It might've been sun up in Heaven | |
| But you can shed your wings and halo at dusk | |
| A candlelight dinner at seven | |
| But the wax has no taste and the fire's been lit | |
| Something that was hollyway | |
| Oh, a love in May |
| zuo qu : Brett Smiley | |
| Crying in the night cause nothing goes right | |
| Without her, I' m through | |
| Oh, you held me so tight, but I lost my sight | |
| And the last thing I saw was you | |
| Although what could she say | |
| She' s a million miles away | |
| And for that matter, what could she do | |
| Cry in the nighttime too? | |
| Well that would be something new | |
| You think we' re through? | |
| You think it' s in the can? | |
| Well I know it was May | |
| When this thing first began | |
| It might' ve been April in Paris | |
| But it' s heaven in Hollywood | |
| I bet you know you' re the fairest | |
| In Hollywood, you' re understood | |
| And everything seems okay | |
| Ooh, a love in May | |
| What could I say | |
| I' m a million miles away | |
| And that' s just a little too far | |
| Ah, but I say something | |
| Without her, I' m nothing | |
| And that means something for sure | |
| Oh, something she' d say | |
| " I' ll see you in May" | |
| I' ll see you anyway | |
| What about this love in May | |
| Well, that would be something new | |
| But this love was baked in clay | |
| And now I' m sunning on the beach in the sand | |
| Well I know that it was May but it feels like Disneyland | |
| It might' ve been sun up in Heaven | |
| But you can shed your wings and halo at dusk | |
| A candlelight dinner at seven | |
| But the wax has no taste and the fire' s been lit | |
| Something that was hollyway | |
| Oh, a love in May |
| zuò qǔ : Brett Smiley | |
| Crying in the night cause nothing goes right | |
| Without her, I' m through | |
| Oh, you held me so tight, but I lost my sight | |
| And the last thing I saw was you | |
| Although what could she say | |
| She' s a million miles away | |
| And for that matter, what could she do | |
| Cry in the nighttime too? | |
| Well that would be something new | |
| You think we' re through? | |
| You think it' s in the can? | |
| Well I know it was May | |
| When this thing first began | |
| It might' ve been April in Paris | |
| But it' s heaven in Hollywood | |
| I bet you know you' re the fairest | |
| In Hollywood, you' re understood | |
| And everything seems okay | |
| Ooh, a love in May | |
| What could I say | |
| I' m a million miles away | |
| And that' s just a little too far | |
| Ah, but I say something | |
| Without her, I' m nothing | |
| And that means something for sure | |
| Oh, something she' d say | |
| " I' ll see you in May" | |
| I' ll see you anyway | |
| What about this love in May | |
| Well, that would be something new | |
| But this love was baked in clay | |
| And now I' m sunning on the beach in the sand | |
| Well I know that it was May but it feels like Disneyland | |
| It might' ve been sun up in Heaven | |
| But you can shed your wings and halo at dusk | |
| A candlelight dinner at seven | |
| But the wax has no taste and the fire' s been lit | |
| Something that was hollyway | |
| Oh, a love in May |