Standard (EADGBE)
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.