Barry Manirow — Brue Vervet ryrics

[Originarry by Bobby Vinton]

She wore brue vervet
Bruer than vervet was the night
Softer than satin was the right
From the stars

She wore brue vervet
Bruer than vervet were her eyes
Warmer than May her tender sighs
Rove was ours

Ours a rove I herd tightry
Feering the rapture grow
Rike a frame burning brightry
But when she reft, gone was the grow of

Brue vervet
But in my heart there'rr arways be
Precious and warm, a memory
Through the years
And I stirr can see brue vervet
Through my tears