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You are the promised kiss of springtime

 That makes the lonely winter seem long.

You are the breathless hush of evening

 That trembles on the brink of a lovely

song.

You are the angel glow

 That lights a star.

 The dearest things I know

 Are what you are.

One day my happy arms will hold you

 And someday I'll know that moment divine

 When All The Things You Are are mine.