姚斯婷 Yao Si Ting - The Things You Are To Me | Текст песни

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• 姚斯婷 Yao Si Ting
• The Things You Are To Me

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If I held in my hand,
Every grain of sand
Since time first began to me

Still I could never count,
Measure the amount;
Of all the things you are to me

If I could paint the sky
Hang it up to dry
I would want the sky to be

Oh, such a grand design
An everlasting sign
Of all the things you are to me

CHORUS:

You are the sun that comes on summer winds
You are the falling year that autumn brings
You are the wonder and the mystery
In everything I see the things you are to me

2
Sometimes I wake at night
And suddenly takes fright
You're my vaguest fantasy

But then you reach for me
And once again I see
All the things you are to me