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 memorize 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 turning cold. And so, in this moment, with sunlight above, My cup runneth over with love . . . With love . . .
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