April Rains Lyrics

Once we danced

A little storm cloud

Never stopped the hero of Camelot

A sword can't stand on its own

On a cold, wet stone

April rains

Unless it's firmly embedded

Like a thorn

Piercing to the bone

April, you are my little storm cloud

But your late, heavy rains

Have grown the weeds so tall

Around us

I think we've lost our way

Without your hand to hold

I'm embedded in stone

You pierced my armor

A noble soul who freed a sword

Who stands now

On cold stone steps

Of heaven's door

In the hands of the Lady

The Lady of the lake

Once we danced

Chasing butterflies

April rains

On a cold, wet stone

Once we danced

Chasing butterflies

All the way home