the modern jazz quartet
all the things you are
You are the promised kiss of springtime That makes the lonely winter seem long You are the breathless hush of evening That trembles on the brink of a lovely song  You are the angel glow that lights a star The dearest things I know are what you are  Some day my happy arms will hold you And some day I'll know that moment divine  When all the things you are, are mine  You are the angel glow that lights a star The dearest things I know are what you are  Some day my happy arms will hold you And some day I'll know that moment divine When all the things you are, are mine