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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 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 |
