Who Cares About April
Hank Levy, Ken Hanna
Who cares about April
Who cares about Spring
Why build on a moment's passion
On a meaningless thing
Why think of tomorrow
Why live in a dream
Why try to make one great madness
Fit into a scheme
No thrill is too inviting
When youth must have its play
But love is worth a living for
Only for a day
Who cares about April
Who cares about Spring
Why kindle the fireless ember
Of ashes that cling
Why long for a lifetime
Of hopeless romance
Why long for an endless Summer
That Fall disenchants
In Spring there's no sensation
No thrill that starts anew
For April time can never bring me you