Lyrics Yours (Quiereme Mucho) - Bob Eberly, Jimmy Dorsey And His Orchestra

Yours (Quiereme Mucho)

Yours 'til the stars lose their glory
Yours 'til the birds fail to sing
Yours to the end of life’s story
This pledge to you dear, I bring
Yours in the grey of December
Here or on far distant shores
I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I, when I was born to be
Just yours
This night has music, the sweetest music
It echoes somewhere within my heart
I hold you near me, oh darling hear me
I have a message I must impart
Yours 'til the stars lose their glory
Yours 'til the birds fail to sing
Yours to the end of life’s story
This pledge to you dear, I bring
Yours in the grey of December
Here or on far distant shores
I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I, when I was born to be
Just yours
Just yours
When I was born to be just yours