There's a warm wind blowing from the southOh, it's dead of winter, something crazy's bloomingAnd the smell of it reminds me of the smell on my bodyOf a woman that I knew when I was too young to knowLet me fall in love before the spring comesWell, they used to say that April was a sweet monthBut now we know that she is cruelIn the city she gives nothing but her memoryOf promises she made us in wilder times and wilder placesWhere the city streets don't goLet me fall in love before the spring comesIt's a fool's pearl that has no sorrow at its centerAnd it's fool's gold that breaks and does not bendAnd the jeweled snows of winter melt in the gutterAnd the long lit nights of lazy sleepers threaten to be overAnd I have not abandoned hope, abandons what I fearAnd fear and abandon seems to be just what I needLet me fall in love before the spring comesLet me fall in love before the spring comesLet me fall in love before the war comesLet me fall in love before the spring comes