Yours (Quiéreme Mucho) - Billy Vaughn

Yours 'til the stars lose their glory

Yours 'til the birds fail to sing

Yours to the end of life’s story

This pledge to you dear, I bring

Yours in the grey of December

Here or on far distant shores

I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you

How could I, when I was born to be

Just yours

This night has music, the sweetest music

It echoes somewhere within my heart

I hold you near me, oh darling hear me

I have a message I must impart

Yours 'til the stars lose their glory

Yours 'til the birds fail to sing

Yours to the end of life’s story

This pledge to you dear, I bring

Yours in the grey of December

Here or on far distant shores

I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you

How could I, when I was born to be

Just yours

Just yours

When I was born to be just yours