April is the cruelest month of all
All that hope
Breathing itself into everything
Making you think something's coming

But you lose yourself more than you want to win
And your ship ain't coming in
But one day it will, one day it will

So until then remember:
Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all
Ooh, blessèd are those who give and get nothing back at all
Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all
Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all

And I don't know if there's a God above
If He's watching us
If He's keeping a score while we battle some more
Bargaining for just a few seconds more

Suffer the weak, suffer the little wars
Tell me what have they done
But I have to believe there's reason to be
Reason to keep holding on

Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all
Ooh, blessèd are those who give and get nothing back at all
Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all
Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all

Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all
Ooh, blessèd are those who give and get nothing back at all
Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all
Ooh, blessèd are those who love and lose it all