All The Things You Are
Frank Sinatra
You are the promised kiss of springtime
That makes the lonely winter seem long
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song
You are the angel-glow that lights a star
The dearest things that 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 angel-glow that lights a star)
The dearest things that 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