17.My cup runneth over
Sometimes in the morning when shadows
are deep
I lie here beside you just watching
you sleep
And sometimes I whisper
What I'm thinking of,
My cup runneth over with love
Sometimes in the evening when you do
not see
I study the small things you do
constantly
I memorise moments that I'm fondest of
My cup runneth over with love
In only a moment we both will be old
We won't even notice the world growing
cold
And so in this moment with sunlight above
My cup runneth over with love.
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