This is where I long to be Among the springing greens Of April Roses blossom enraptures me Sets off the deepest green Of April And if I must go I know I'll go alone And if I must die Let it be the other side Of April Swift and swallow carry me Above the deepest sea And back to April Allow me now to feel some pride That's absent any time Aside from April And if I must go I know I'll go alone And if I must die Let it be the other side Of April