All the Things You Are

All the Things You Are - Gordon MacRae/Meredith MacRae

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

Some day my happy arms will hold you

And some day I'll know that moment divine

When all the things you are are mine

Some day my happy arms will hold you

And some day I'll know that moment divine

When all the things you are are mine