Texty: Mourning September. April Dreams.

These april dreams are spent on you
Can't wait to fall asleep
Can't wait to fall asleep tonight
And I can smell the flowers in the air
They seem so real
And it feels so right
And I can feel the beauty in the air
Would you believe we're almost there?
Will time stand still?
Will that moment last forever?
I'll take your hand in mine
What we feel inside is reflected.
It's time to runaway
Don't look back, girl, not today
Tomorrow might be too late
We start our lives together, forever
We'll never walk away
It's time to run away
I've been waiting for this moment
It's time to run away.