Many Kinds
Many kinds of love
Many ways to kiss
But precious few love with a true love
Many joys we miss
Yes precious few love
With a true love
Many joys we miss
Many vows are made
By lovers young and bold
But false love dies when romance flies
Then nothing's left to hold
Yes false love dies
When romance flies
Then nothing's left to hold
Many songs are sung
Of love without an end
But should you find the honest kind
Rejoice, give thanks my friend
Yes should you find the honest kind
Rejoice, give thanks my friend
Many songs are sung
Of love without an end
But should you find the honest kind
Rejoice, give thanks my friend
Yes should you find
The honest kind
Rejoice, give thanks my friend
Autor(es): CONNIE CONWAY