| You are the promised kiss of springtime
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| That makes the lonely winter seem long
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| You are the breathless hush of evening
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| That trembles on the brink of a lovely song
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| You are the angel glow that lights a star
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| The dearest things I know are what you are
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| Some day my happy arms will hold you
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| And some day I’ll know that moment divine
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| When all the things you are, are mine
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| You are the angel glow that lights a star
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| The dearest things I know are what you ar
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| Some day my happy arms will hold you
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| And some day I’ll know that moment divin
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| When all the things you are, are mine |