Jim Reeves - Yours (Quiereme Mucho) - Текст песни

Yours till the stars lose their glory yours till the birds fall to sing

Yours to the end of life's story this pledge to you dear I bring

Yours in the gray of December here or on a far distant shore

I've never loved anyone the way I love you

How could I when I was born to be just yours

[ guitar ]

Yours in the gray of December...