Letra de I Wanna Be Loved

April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, Holiday tables under the moon. April in Paris, this is a feeling No one can ever reprise. Bridge: *I never knew the charm of spring, Never met it face-to-face. I never knew my heart could sing, Never missed a warm embrace, till April in Paris, whom could I turn to? What have you done to my heart? (Instrumental interlude and pick up at bridge*.) I never knew the charm of spring, Never met it face-to-face. I never knew my heart could sing, Never missed a warm embrace, till April in Paris, whom could I turn to? What have you done to my heart?