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Yours(Quiereme Mucho) - Vaughn Monroe And His Orchestra
The cloak of evening is wrapped around us
There's a spell in it's mystic gloom
This wondrous evening the moon has found us
It hears me offer my all to you
Yours till the stars hold no glory
Yours till the birds fail 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 far distant shores
I've never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I when I was one to be just yours