The Things You Are To Me

If I held in my hand
 Every grain of sand
 Since time first began to be
 Still, I could never count
 Measure the amount
 Of all the things you are to me
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 If I could paint the sky
 Hang it out 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
 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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 Sometimes I wake at night
 And suddenly take fright
 You might be just fantasy
 But then you reach for me
 And once again I see
 Of all the things you are to me
 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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 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