There were bells on the hill, but I never heard them ringing,
No, I never heard them at all, till there was you.
There were birds in the sky but I never saw them winging,
No, I never saw them at all, till there was you.
Then there was music and there were wonderful roses,
They tell me, in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and dew.
There was love all around, but I never heard it singing,
No, I never heard it at all, till there was you.
Then there was music and wonderful roses
They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and dew
There was love all around, but I never heard it singing
No I never heard it at all, till there was you.
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