Frank Sinatra - Love Is A Many-splendored Thing Lyrics
Love is a many-splendored thing,Its the april rose that only grows in the early spring,Love is natures way of giving a reason to be living,The golden crown that makes a man a king.Lost on a high and windy hill,In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still,When our fingers touch my silent heart has taught us how to sing,Yes, true loves a many-splendored thing.