Intro: April in Paris. Chestnuts in blossom Holiday tables. Under the trees April in Paris, this is a feeling That no one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring I never met it face to face I never knew my heart could sing Never missed a warm embrace Till april in Paris. Whom can I run to What have you done to my heart I never knew the charm of spring I never met it face to face I never knew my heart could sing Never missed a warm embrace Till April in Paris. Whom can I run to What have you done to my heart