Love is a Many Splendored Thing - Andy Williams
Love is a many splendored thing,
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It's the April rose
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That only grows in the early Spring
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Love is natures way of giving,
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A reason to be living,
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The golden crown that makes a man, a king
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Once on a high and windy hill,
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In the morning mist, two lovers kissed
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And the world stood still
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Then your fingers touched my silent heart
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And taught it how to sing
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Yes, true love's a many splendored thing
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