Helen Forrest
All the Things You Are
You are the promised kiss of springtimeThat makes the lonely winter seem longYou are the breathless hush of eveningThat trembles on the brink of a lovely songYou are the angel glow that lights the starsThe dearest thing I know are what you areSomeday my happy arms will hold youAnd some day I'll know that moment divineWhen all the things you are, are mine
From Letras Mania