You are the promised kiss of springtime That makes the lonely winter seem long. You (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 (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!
(Improvisation)
Some day my happy arms will hold you, And some day I'll know that moment divine - When all the things you are, the things you are, The things you are - (vocalization) - are mine!