love is a many splendoured thing

love is a many splendoured thing

it's the april rose that only grows

in the early spring. love is nature's way of giving

a reason to be living

the golden crown that makes a man a king. once on a high and windy hill

in the morning mist

two lovers kissed

and the world stood still. then your fingers touched my silent heart

and taught it how to sing

yes

true love's a many splendoured thing. once on a high and windy hill

in the morning mist

two lovers kissed

and the world stood still. then your fingers touched my silent heart

and taught it how to sing

yes

true love's a many splendoured thing.