All The Things You Are - Ray Conniff

You are the promised

breath of springtime

That makes the lonely

winter semm long

You are the breathless

hush of evening

That trembles on the brink

of a lovely song

You are the angel glow

that lights the stars

the dearest thing

I know 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