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1. |
| 2:58 | ||||
She talks like an angel talks
And her hair has a kind of curl To my mind, she's my kind of girl She's wise like an angel's wise With eyes like an angel's eyes And a smile kind of like a pearl To my mind, she's my kind of girl Pretty little face That face just knocks me off my feet Pretty little feet She's really sweet enough to eat She looks like an angel looks She cooks like an angel cooks And my mind's in a kind of whirl To my mind, she's my kind of girl Pretty little face That face just knocks me off of my feet Pretty little feet She's really sweet enough to eat She looks like an angel looks She even cooks like an angel cooks And my mind's in a kind of whirl To my mind, she's my kind of girl And my heart's kind of full of joy Cause she told me, I'm her kind of boy |
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2. |
| 2:46 | ||||
There could never be a portrait of my love
For nobody could paint a dream You will never see a portrait of my love For miracles are never seen. Anyone who sees her, soon forgets the Mona Lisa It would take I know, a Michelangelo And he would need the glow of dawn that paints the sky above To try and paint a portrait of my love It would take I know, a Michelangelo And he would need the glow of dawn that paints the sky above, To try and paint a portrait of my love |
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3. |
| 2:36 | ||||
How soon the flame of love can die;
How soon goodnight becomes goodbye. You're gone now, but life goes on now, And everything seems out of tune. *But time can bring a change of heart And love can make another start. Someday you may come back to me to stay, But who can say how soon. (Instrumental interlude and pick up at *.) But time can bring a change of heart And love can make another start. Someday you may come back to me to stay, But who can say how soon, But who can say how soon. |
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4. |
| 3:01 | ||||
5. |
| 2:31 | ||||
6. |
| 3:17 | ||||
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8. |
| 2:13 | ||||
9. |
| 3:24 | ||||
Softly, I will leave you softly For my heart would break if you should wake and see me go So I leave you softly, long before you miss me Long before your arms can beg me stay For one more hour or one more day After all the years, I can't bear the tears to fall So, softly as I leave you there (Softly, long before you kiss me) (Long before your arms can beg me stay) (For one more hour) or one more day After all the years, I can't bear the tears to fall So, softly as I leave you there As I leave I you there As I leave I you there |
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10. |
| 2:03 | ||||
11. |
| 2:49 | ||||
Love is a many splendored thing
It's the April rose that only grows in the early Spring Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living The golden crown that makes a man a king Once on a high and windy hill, In the morning mist Two lovers kissed and the world stood still Then your fingers touched my silent heart and taught it how to sing Yes, true love's a many splendored thing Love is a many splendored thing It's the April rose that only grows in the early Spring Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living The golden crown that makes a man a king Once on a high and windy hill, In the morning mist Two lovers kissed and the world stood still Then your fingers touched my silent heart and taught it how to sing Yes, true love's a many splendored thing |
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12. |
| 2:16 | ||||
13. |
| 2:24 | ||||
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart High up in the sky the little stars climb Always reminding me that we're apart You wander down the lane and far away Leaving me a song that will not die Love is now the stardust of yesterday The music of the years gone by. Sometimes I wonder, how I spend The lonely nights Dreaming of a song The melody Haunts my reverie And I am once again with you When our love was new And each kiss an inspiration But that was long ago And now my consolation is in the stardust of a song Besides the garden wall, when stars are bright You are in my arms The nightingale Tells his fairytale Of paradise, where roses grew Though I dream in vain In my heart it will remain My stardust melody The memory of love's refrain. |
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14. |
| 3:41 | ||||
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| 3:21 | ||||
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| 3:06 | ||||
17. |
| 4:00 | ||||
18. |
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19. |
| 2:27 | ||||
20. |
| 2:54 | ||||
I have dreamed that your arms are lovely
And I have dreamed what a joy you'll be I have dreamed every word you'll whisper When you're close, close to me How you look in the glow of evening I have dreamed and enjoyed the view In these dreams I've loved you so That by now I think I know What it's like to be loved by you I will love being loved by you In these dreams I've loved you so That by now I think I know What it's like to be loved by you I will love being loved by you |