She walks like an angel walksShe talks like an angel talksAnd

Down where the trade winds playDown where you lose the dayWe

Michael is you, he has your faceHe still has your eyes,

Take it from me, don't be a do-badder upDo-badder up, do

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

You simply can't forget herThe moment you have met herYour heart

Embrace me, my sweet embraceable youEmbrace me, you irreplaceable youJust one

with the windJust like a leaf that has blown awayGone

What is there to write? What is there to say?Same things

Like a fish gets caught on a hookYou'll go for a

took each word she said as gospel truthThe way a

How much do I love you?I'll tell you no lieHow deep

A cigarette that bears a lipstick's tracesAn airline ticket to romantic

got a hold on meYou've got that magic hold

Hi there, and Merry Christmas. From FS for CS; Frank Sinatra

Hark the herald angels singGlory to the new born kingPeace on

In the hush of evening, as shadows steal across my lonely

what are you asking such ridiculous questions for?Just play them

Sweet summer breeze, whispering treesStars shining softly aboveRoses in bloom, wafted

the weather outside is frightfulBut this fire is so