April would you be less difficult? Lose my hand and say "I told you so". And I'll be honest with you, This is more than I could chew. And I'll be honest with you, Soon enough I'll yield. February came, I didn't know. She shook her head and said: "Think I should go." And I'll be honest with you, Time is more than I could kill. And I'll be honest with you, A fragile mind would always yield. Would always yield.