Yours

Yours till the stars lose their glory Yours till the birds fail to sing Yours till the end of life's story This pledge to you, dear, I bring Yours in the grey of December Here or on far distant shores I've never loved anyone the way I love you How could I, when I was born to be yours The night has music, the sweetest music It echoes some where within my heart I hold you near me, so darling, hear me I have a message I must impart Repeat I Repeat II