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May Showers

Verse 1
It was the best day, waking up to take that test; I cried when I saw two Pink lines
It was the best way to start the month of April; along with flowers came a shine
I overpaid for that onesie, but why not splurge when you have the reason?
I held the tiny outfit in my hands, thinking "this is the perfect start to the season..."

Pre-Chorus
I couldn't wait to tell my baby, my lover, my man
That soon, very soon, he'd be a dad...

Chorus
Oh my, those tiny toes and tiny hands that I would soon touch
Oh my, those little cries and little smiles; I can't get enough 
The flowers bloom and so do you, my baby
It must be true what they say: April showers bring flowers in May...

Verse 2
It was the best day, waking up to get ready to go hear that heartbeat
It was the best way to start the month of May; it would bring a baby I could see
I walked in the office, both nervous and excited for the oh-so-special moment
But I didn't expect to see or hear nothing and to wait; everything was different

Pre-Chorus
I still had a smile, and my baby, my lover next to me
I thought soon, very soon, he'd be a dad...

Chorus
Oh my, those shining eyes and shining heart I wish that I could see
Oh my, those little kicks and twisting tricks he/she'd have up their sleeve
The flowers bloom, but I can't tell if you are, my baby
I hope it's true what they say: April showers bring flowers in May

Bridge
I waited and waited and waited, fear tearing me apart
For the next appointment, when I would hear your heart
But the day came and the hope vanished when I heard what I heard
That you weren't alive and I wouldn't be giving birth...

Chorus
Oh my, those tiny toes and tiny hands I'll never get to touch
Oh my, those little cries and little smiles; I'll never have enough
The flowers bloom, but oh, not you, my baby...

Oh my, the tears fall down and I drown in the misery
Oh my, my heart drops and I stop; you're a part of me
The flowers bloomed and now I'm doomed, my baby
Now I know and I say: April flowers bring showers in May

Ending
And it's pouring today.

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