April Showers
Track 1 of Spring Fling
[ Lyrics ]
Rain on your jacket, laugh in my curls. Sky cracked open on a Tuesday, no one saw it coming, I was late for coffee, you were late for someone. We both ran for cover like it’s some kind of sport, lights flickered above us—bad timing, good luck sort. You shook out your sleeves like a dog in the waves, said, ‘Ain’t this the kind of day you write songs about?’ I rolled my eyes, then I caught it—a spark in your grin, and suddenly the storm wasn’t pulling me in. No umbrella, no plan, just thunder between our hands. But you looked at me like you knew the words I hadn’t even heard. Rain on your jacket, laugh in my curls, one dumb joke and I forget the world. Kiss in the downpour, electric and sweet, soaking through layers but suddenly complete. — Didn’t come for love, but here’s how it starts: with a splash, with a spark, with two broken parts. You took off your coat like you meant to impress, draped it 'cross my shoulders like some old-time stress. I said, ‘You’ll catch cold,’ you just laughed in my face, ‘Already caught something,’ you said with grace. Dropped your keys in the puddle, didn’t even flinch, swore the sky paused just so you could inch closer, breath warm on my rain-chilled cheek, then silence—our lips did the talking, so speak. No promise, no plan, just heat in the palm of my hand. And I knew right then I wouldn’t run— I’d melt into the sun. Rain on your jacket, laugh in my curls, one dumb joke and I forget the world. Kiss in the downpour, electric and sweet, soaking through layers but suddenly complete. — Didn’t come for love, but here’s how it starts: with a splash, with a spark, with two broken parts. We stood in the street like we owned the flood, his heartbeat loud beneath the mud. Didn’t pray for clear skies, didn’t beg for time— just lived in the chaos, just lived in the sign. Rain on your jacket, laugh in my curls, one dumb joke and I forget the world. Kiss in the downpour, electric and sweet, soaking through layers but suddenly complete. — Didn’t come for love, but here’s how it starts: with a splash, with a spark, with two broken parts. Rain on your jacket… laugh in my curls… and just like that— April had plans for me all along.