The things you are to me – Secret Garden
Nghệ sĩ: Secret Garden
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Intro:
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 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.
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.
Sometimes I wake at night
And suddenly takes fright
You're my vaguest fanta-sy
But then you reach for me
And once again I see
All the things you are to me.
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.