Love Is a Many Splendored Thing (feat. Barbara Clifford)
Love is a many splendored thing (splendored thing)
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (early spring)
Love is a many splendored thing (splendored thing)
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (early spring)
Hey man, what's up? I bet you thought I'd never ask
But I wonder where you're at, and I bet you're so, so happy
Up there playing soccer with grampa and hanging there with grammy
I'm sitting down here singing about you, getting so sappy
Oh, hey man, guess what? I finally got sober
And those dark, dark days, those dark, dark days are over
And I found all of these pictures where you and me we were smillin'
With that big stupid beard mama hated, but it was stylin'
Yeah, dad's doing okay, fighting fires, 24 on 48
And mama's a doctor now, with her degree
I know she wishes you could see
We look up and we believe that
Love is a many splendored thing (splendored thing)
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (early spring)
Love is a many splendored thing (splendored thing)
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (early spring)
They say that life is cruel, yeah, they say that life is hard
But when I look up at the sky, yeah, I see you in the stars
And I got the weight on the shoulders, but I'm waiting for time
'Cause hell on earth is not the place that you were meant to thrive
Well, hey man, what's up? I've never read this chapter
I'm wonderin' what life is, I wonder what comes after and
We're sitting as a family and staying like a knot
Tighter than we've ever been 'cause we know you're not gone
Hanging with Biggie while you're cookin' a steak
Listenin' to Tupac in that mansion where you stayed
Like a buzz, drinking pink lemonade
While we're living for today, that's what you say (say)
Tell me love is a many splendored thing
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (spring)
Tell me love is a many splendored thing
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (spring)
My silent heart and taught it how to sing
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (early spring)
Love is a many splendored thing (splendored thing)
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (early spring)
Hey man, what's up? I bet you thought I'd never ask
But I wonder where you're at, and I bet you're so, so happy
Up there playing soccer with grampa and hanging there with grammy
I'm sitting down here singing about you, getting so sappy
Oh, hey man, guess what? I finally got sober
And those dark, dark days, those dark, dark days are over
And I found all of these pictures where you and me we were smillin'
With that big stupid beard mama hated, but it was stylin'
Yeah, dad's doing okay, fighting fires, 24 on 48
And mama's a doctor now, with her degree
I know she wishes you could see
We look up and we believe that
Love is a many splendored thing (splendored thing)
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (early spring)
Love is a many splendored thing (splendored thing)
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (early spring)
They say that life is cruel, yeah, they say that life is hard
But when I look up at the sky, yeah, I see you in the stars
And I got the weight on the shoulders, but I'm waiting for time
'Cause hell on earth is not the place that you were meant to thrive
Well, hey man, what's up? I've never read this chapter
I'm wonderin' what life is, I wonder what comes after and
We're sitting as a family and staying like a knot
Tighter than we've ever been 'cause we know you're not gone
Hanging with Biggie while you're cookin' a steak
Listenin' to Tupac in that mansion where you stayed
Like a buzz, drinking pink lemonade
While we're living for today, that's what you say (say)
Tell me love is a many splendored thing
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (spring)
Tell me love is a many splendored thing
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring (spring)
My silent heart and taught it how to sing
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Francis Webster, Sammy Fain
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