Love Is A Many Splendored ThingLove is a many splendored thing
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring
Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living
The golden crown that makes a man a king.Once on a high and windy hill in the morning mist two lovers kissed
And the world stood still.......
Then your fingers touched my silent heart
And taught it how to sing; yes, true love's a many splendored thing.
Oh once on a high and windy hill in the morning mist two lovers kissed
And the world stood still.......
Then your fingers touched my silent heart
And taught it how to sing~
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing.
