The Things You Are To Me

If I held in my hand,

Every grain of sand

Since time first began to me

Still I could never count,

Measure the amount;

Of all the things you are to me



If I paint the sky,

Hang it up to dry

I would want the sky to be

Oh, such a grand design

An everlasting sign

Of all the things you are to me



Chorus:

You are the sun that comes on summer winds

You are the falling year that autumn brings

You are the wonder and the mystery

In everything I see, the things you are to me



Sometimes I wake at night



And suddenly takes fright

You're my vaguest fantasy

But then you reach for me

And once again I se

All the things you are to me



Chorus:

You are the sun that comes on summer winds

You are the falling year that autumn brings

You are the wonder and the mystery

In everything I see, the things you are to me



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Chorus:

You are the sun that comes on summer winds

You are the falling year that autumn brings

You are the wonder and the mystery

In everything I see, the things you are to me



All the things you are, to me