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 believing
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
love is nature's way of giving
a reason to believing
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