[Words by Paul Frances Webster and Music by Sammy Fain]
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 morning 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
Once on a high and windy hill
In the morning 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
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It hurts to be in love
When the only one you love
Turns out to be someone who's
Not in love with you
It hurts to love her so
When deep down inside you know
She will never want you
No matter what you do
And so you cry a little bit
(It hurts to be in love)
Ah, I die a little bit
(It hurts to be in love)
Day and night, night and day
It hurts to be in love this way
How long can I exist
Wanting lips I've never kissed
She gives all her kisses
To somebody else
She thinks I'm just a friend
Though it hurts I must pretend
The only way to keep her
Is to keep it to myself
And so I cry a little bit
(It hurts to be in love)
Oh, I die a little bit
(It hurts to be in love)
Day and night, night and day
It hurts to be in love this way
---- Instrumental Interlude ----
And so I cry a little bit
(It hurts to be in love)
Oh, I die a little bit
(It hurts to be in love)
Day and night, night and day
It hurts to be in love this way
It hurts to be in love
Day and night, night and day
It hurts to be in love
Night and day, day and night
It hurts to be in love
Day and night, night and day
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