April is alone in the dark room
April is waiting to bloom
Butterflies against her chest
Bright lights striking her face
Explosions on this screen

This screen´s on the scene
April won´t need the record
She´s waiting
She´s looking around her
Waiting for him to sit next to her
And run in the shadows
Lonely souls and empty faces
When will he come and take her?
Don´t let her wait too long for hours
When will he come and take her?
Don´t let her wait too long for hours
Now she remembers at these nights,
Where lust was the only light!
She feels a wind on her neck,
Jumps back, to feel awake.
Breathing behind her
His shadow ? poor little girl
Falling all over

For this missing lover
When will he come and take her?
Don´t let her wait too long for hours
When will he come and take her?
Don´t let her wait too long for hours
Staring at the darkness
She can feel his hands Softly slip under her dress
She opens her eyes and it´s the end
Flood lights on a white screen,
She´s the only one left in these sits.