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- artist: nat king cole (whose recording, if released As a single, did not chart) - doris days version hit #20 in 1952 and The lettermens went to # 7 in 1962 - words and music by edward heyman and victor young When I fall in love it will be forever Or Ill never fall in love In a restless world like this is Love is ended before its begun And too many moonlight kisses Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun When I give my heart it will be completely Or Ill never give my heart And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too Is when I fall in love with you. And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too Is when I fall in love with you.

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Smile though your heart is aching Smile even though its breaking When there are clouds in the sky, youll get by If you smile through your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow Youll see the sun come shining through for you Light up your face with gladness Hide every trace of sadness Although a tear may be ever so near Thats the time you must keep on trying Smile, whats the use of crying? Youll find that life is still worthwhile If you just smile PAUSA INSTRUMENTAL Thats the time you must keep on trying Smile, whats the use of crying? Youll find that life is still worthwhile If you just smile

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An al-Qaida operative sentenced to death for plotting the USS Cole bombing that killed 17 sailors in 2000 was among a group of convicts who escaped from a Yemen prison last week, Interpol said Sunday in issuing a global security alert.