Until The Real Thing Comes Along Buck Clayton 巴克·克莱顿 /Frankie laine
I apos d wait for you
I apos d slave for you
I apos d be a beggar or a knave for you
If that isn apos t love it will have to do
Until the real thing comes along
I apos d gladly move
The earth for you
To prove my love dear
And it apos s worth for you
If that isn apos t love it will have to do
Until the real thing comes along
With all the words dear at my command
I just can apos t make you understand
I apos ll always love you darling
Come what may
My heart is yours
What more can I say
I apos d sigh for you
I apos d cry for you
I apos d tear the stars down from the sky for you
If that isn apos t love it will have to do
Until the real thing comes along
With all the words dear at my command
I just can apos t make you understand
I apos ll always love you darling
Come what may
My heart is yours
What more can I say
I apos d sigh for you
I apos d drive for you
I apos d draw the stars down from the sky for you
And if that isn apos t love it will have to do
Until the real thing comes along
