Stars Classic

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Till - The Angels/Tom Jones


Till the moon deserts the sky 
till all the seas run dry 
till then I'll worship you. 

Till the tropic sun grows cold 
till this young world grows old 
my darling I'll adore you.

You are my reason to live 
all I own I would give 
just to have you adore me. 

Till the rivers flow up stream 
till lovers cease to dream 
till then I'm yours 
be mine.