yours (quiereme mucho)

yours till the stars lose their glory

yours till the birds fall to sing

yours to the end of life's story

this pledge to you

dear i bring. yours in the gray of december

here or on a far distant shore

i've never loved anyone the way i love you

how could i

when i was born to be

just yours. yours in the gray of december

here or on a far distant shore

i've never loved anyone the way i love you

how could i

when i was born to be

just yours.