All The Things You Are (from "Motown celebrates Sinatra")
You are the promised kiss of springtime That makes the lonely winter seem long You are the breathless hush of evening That trembles on the brink of a lovely song
You are the angel glow that lights a star The dearest things I know are what you are
Some day my happy arms will hold you And some day I'll know that moment divine When all the things you are, are mine
You are the angel glow that lights a star The dearest things I know are what you are
Some day my happy arms will hold you And some day I'll know that moment divine When all the things you are, are mine