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The Things You Are To Me

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 song 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 song 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 song 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.

有你才有意義

如果我握每一粒沙在手中

自時間開始以來

但我還是算不清

它正確的數量

有你才有意義

如果我能將天空上色

把它高掛晾乾

我會希望天空像是

就像很宏偉的設計

一個永久的符號

有你才有意義

你就陽光依樣

夏日微風吹來

你就是秋天帶來的即將結束的那年

你是我看每件事的奇幻與神秘

有你才有意義

有時會我在晚上醒來

突然受到驚嚇

你是我朦朧的夢想

之後你到我身旁

然後我又看見

有你才有意義

你就像陽光一樣

夏日微風吹來

你就是秋天帶來的即將結束的那年

你是我看每件事的奇幻與神秘

有你才有意義