The sweetest sounds I'll ever hear

Are still inside my head.

The kindest words I'll ever know

Are waiting to be said.

The most entrancing sight of all

Is yet for me to see.

And the dearest love in all the world

Is waiting somewhere for me.

 

by Richard Rodgers (1902–79), American composer and songwriter, in ‘The Sweetest Sounds’ (1962 song) in No String

 

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