After January comes April Maybe I'm wrong I don't even know how to finish If I haven't even begun You're at fault if I am very crazy, very disoriented If they ask me where I am, I'm in love with you January, July, and then December I'm hooked on your love After March comes September My thoughts are those of a child After January follows April Maybe I'm a little confused I don't know how long I can go on Because I'm in love with you
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