Maurice Vander

This lovely day will lengthen into evening We'll sigh goodbye to all we ever had Alone where we have walked together I'll remember April and be glad I'll be content you loved me once in April Your lips were warm and love and spring were new I'm not a

Black cats creep across my path Until I'm almost mad I must have 'roused the devil's wrath Cause all my luck is bad I make a date for golf and you can bet your life it rains I try to give a party and the guy upstairs complains I guess I'll go through