Stuart Streit - April Rains текст песни

It's eleven o'clock; I'm alone on a Saturday night.
Nothing's wrong, but nothing's right.
Always the same,
and I guess I'm the one to blame.

Outside, there's a storm,
but in here I'm safe and warm;
waiting for winter to get past,
so I can feel the April rains at last.

It's always at these moments,
when I should go to sleep,
I instead look out the window
at the snowflakes piling deep.

Visions of your face surround me,
and dance inside my head.
All the things I should have done,
all the things I shouldn't have said.

And if I could play piano for the queen,
I would tell her what I mean,
and ask her what to do
when it comes to wooing you.
And if that didn't work I'd head down South,
go into a bar and run my mouth,
inquire what chords to use,
if I should convert to singing the blues.

Tonight something feels different
as the clock approaches one.
There's a feeling of forgetting,
a feeling of being done;

done with all the thoughts
that dragged me back to you and pain.
And when I look outside I find
the snow has turned to rain.

And I don't say...

Well, if I could play piano for the queen,
I would tell her what I mean,
and ask her what to do
when it comes to wooing you.
And if that didn't work I'd head down South,
go into a bar and run my mouth,
inquire what chords to use,
if I should convert to singing the blues.

Well, I'm gonna go to London,
meet the queen herself,
chat about her kingdom,
marvel at her wealth.
And when my hands are on the keys,
pounding out the chords,
you'll be nowhere near my mind,
and nowhere near my words.

So, hold up that two-way mirror.
Hide yourself away.
Keep on worrying 'bout tomorrow.
Don't enjoy today.

I'm sure that somewhere in that
twisted paradigm you see,
that through the months and over the years,
you'd have been happier with me.

And if I should play piano for the queen,
and she asks me what I mean,
I don't know what I'll say,
but I know all will be ok.
And I sure as Hell won't go down South,
go into a bar or run my mouth.
And I won't sing the blues,
'cause I know life's the choice to choose.