All My Love
The skies may fall, my love
But I will still be true.
All my sighs will disappear at last,
Now that you're here at last,
My heart belongs to you.
Oh, don't you ever let me go,
You thrill me so.
I can see, as I recall my life,
I've waited all my life
To give you AL My Love.
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay,
Autor(es): Henri Contet / Joe Ely / Mitchell Parish / Paul Durand