Love Is a Many Splendored Thing Songtext
von Barry Manilow

Love Is A Many Splendored Thing

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 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.

Oh 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.