April Come She Will                               
(Simon & Garfunkel)                               
                                                  
A   pril, come she will.      When                
streams are ripe and swelled with rain Ma y,      
she will  stay,   Resting in my arms              
again.                                            
                                                  
Ju  ne, she'll change her tune.      In           
restless walks she'll prowl the night.            
July, she will  fly,   And give no                
warning to her flight.                            
                                                  
Au  gust, die she must.      The autumn           
winds blow chilly and cold. September, I'll       
re member, A love once new has now grown          
old.