Love by Perry Como

Love, makes lovely out of lonely,
Love, with someone and only,
Time, time to take, time to share,
All that's hiding there, behind your heart,
As you start livin' for, a brighter, surer . . .

Love, to wrap around a romance,
Love, the dance of the slow dance,
One , one and one making more,
Than any one before,
By knowin' you're in love . . .

No more, waking up to no one there,
No more, handing out hands of solitaire,
And no more, new year's eve with the evening news,
No more blues . . . no more blues . . .

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Love, love that speaks with a smile,
Knowing all the while, we wanna cry,
But you try smiling deeper, just to keep a . . .

Love, that writer's write their songs for,
Love, that poetry longs for,
You, and you alone,
Make my loneliness unknown,
An' so you own,
My love!