What good are words I say to you?They can't convey to

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

Dream away, child; let your dreams run wildOr a lifetime of

The clock will tick away the hours one by oneAnd then

Love is a many-splendored thingIt's the April rose that only grows

I like a new Lincoln with all of its classI like

de-us-n't int'rest meLove the life that I leadI've got

Baby, you went and broke your faithful promiseHow could you do

moonYou saw me standin' aloneWithout a dream in my

a wonderful world, I'm just a-walkin' on airTalk of

in a streamFalling leaves a sycamoreMoonlight in

If I loved youTime and again I would try to sayAll

as I am to getting marriedI am taking this occasion

I'm blue every Monday thinkin' over SundayThat one day when I'm

I was seventeen, it was a very good yearIt

Frank:Now here's a story with quite a moralAnd all you gals,

give me your lips, and your lips are

remember the dayHe told me to do it my

I can see a steeple - surrounded by peopleOh how real

Love isn't just for the youngIt's for all who may wish