The Things You Are to Me lyrics

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.

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.

Sometimes I wake at night.

Suddenly take fright

You might be just fantasy.

But then you reach for me,

And once again I see

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.

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.