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from John Coltrane, Johnny Hartman - John Coltrane And Johnny Hartman (1995)
The very thought of you makes My heart sing, Like an April breeze On the wings of spring. And you appear in all your splendor,My one and only love. The shadow's fall ans spread their Mystique charms in the hush of night, While you're in my arms. I feel your lips, so warm and tender, My one and only love.The touch of your hand is like heaven. A heaven that I've never known. The blush on your cheek, Whenever I speak,Tells me that you are my own. You fill my eager heart with Such desire, Every kiss you give Sets my soul on fire. I give myself in sweet surrender,My one and only love. The blush on your cheek, Whenever I speak, Tells me that you are my own. You fill my eager heart with Such desire. Every kiss you give Sets my soul on fire. I give myself in sweet surrender,My one and only love. My one and only love. |
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