You are the promised piece 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 I know
You are the breathless hush of evening
Are what you are
Someday
My happy arms will hold you
And someday
You'll know that moment of mine
When all the things you are
Are mine
Someday
My happy arms will hold you
And someday




And someday I'll know that moment divine
When all the things you are, are mine
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