April - Blowsom

A man driving alone, along the highway

A kid throwing a stone but in a nice way

An other situation that he finally faces

He smiles and goes away, slower than April

A man driving alone, along the highway

He’s got troubles and worries, but in a nice way

That situation when the minutes are ages

He cannot get it away of his body

He turns on the radio,

Barely listening to the song

He lights up a cigarette, left arm out in the air

He turns on the radio,

Barely listening to the song

He lights up a cigarette, left arm out in the air

I’ll get away with that,

slower than April I’ll give away with that, slower than April

I’ll get away with that,

slower than April I’ll give away with that, slower than April