Nat King Cole - Love Is a Many Splendored Thing Lyrics

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 moonlight 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...

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 moonlight 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...

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 moonlight 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...