Yours - 177

Yours till the stars, lose there glory
Your till the birds fail, to sing....
Yours till the end of live story ....
This pledge to you dear I bring

Yours in the grey of December
Hear, or far distant, shores....
I've never loved, any one the way, I love you....
How could I, be when I was born to be, just yours

You're till the flowered lose there glory
Your till the birds, fail to sing.....
Yours till the end of lives story.....
This pledge to you dear I bring

Yours in the grey, of December
Hear, or far distant, shores
I've never loved, any one the way, I love you....
How could I be when I was born to be just yours
Just yours ..... Just yours.....
.....I was born to be just yours....