歌词
See my face, wet with tears
They're running down my cheeks
Washing over my fears
Like rain upon the streets
I'm a monster, but my heart
Is passionate and profound
And I will sing like April showers
Singing 'til my final hour
Up here, everything's clear
I'm looking at Paris
I know eventually you will know the meaning of
This thing that we call love
So the end of this poem, if it really has a moral
This boogeyman wants you to know
That love is in the soul
