Love Is A Many Splendored Thing - Frank Sinatra

"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.



Lost on a high and windy hill,



In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still,



When our fingers touch my silent heart has taught us