Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing

Love, 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

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 splen-dored thing



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Francis Webster, Sammy Fain
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