Love Is A Many Splendored Thing 
                   / Andy Williams 

  Love is a many splendored thing,
  It's the April rose 
  That only grows in the early Spring
  Love is natures 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

  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