Yours (Quierme Mucho) Lyrics
Your still the stars lose their glory
Your still the birds fail to sing
Yours til the end of life's story
My love to you dear, I'll bring
Your in the grey of December
Here and on dark distant shores
I'll never love anyone the way I love you
How could I?
When I was born to be just yours.
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by Leslie Odom Jr., Lin-Manuel Miranda, Renée Elise Goldsberry, Phillipa Soo, Christopher Jackson, Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton