You are the promised kiss of springtime
that makes the lonely winter seem long.
You are the beathless hush of evening
that trembles on the brink of a lovely song.
You are the angel glow that lights a star
the dearest things I know are what you are.
Some day my happy arms will hold you
and some day I`ll know that moment divine.
When all the things you are, are mine
You are the promised kiss of springtime
that makes the lonely winter seem long.
You are the beathless hush of evening
that trembles on the brink of a lovely song.
You are the angel glow that lights a star
the dearest things I know are what you are.
Some day my happy arms will hold you
and some day I`ll know that moment divine.
When all the things you are, are mine
You are the promised kiss of springtime
that makes the lonely winter seem long.
You are the beathless hush of evening
that trembles on the brink of a lovely song.
You are the angel glow that lights a star
the dearest things I know are what you are.
Some day my happy arms will hold you
and some day I`ll know that moment divine.
When all the things you are, are mine