Yours - Dick Contino

Yours till the stars have no glory
Yours till the birds fail to sing
Yours till the end of life's story
This pledge to you, dear, I bring

Yours in the gray of December
Here or on far distant shores
I've never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I, when I was born to be just yours?




Yours till the birds fail to sing

This pledge to you, dear, I bring

Yours in the gray of December
Here or on far distant shores
I've never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I, when I was born to be just yours?