Love Is A Many Splendoured Thing

Love Is A Many Splendoured Thing - Nat King Cole

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 a makes 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

Then your fingers touched my silent heart

And taught it how to sing

Yes true love's a many splendored thing