chris de burg - foremore
I wake with the dawn, something is wrong, then I hear you
Breathing softly by my side,
And I know that I was dreaming of a time that may come when
You would be no longer in my life.
I slip out of bed, I go downstairs,
Still troubled by the power of the dream,
And I know that I dont say it quite as much as I should the
Way I feel and what you mean to me.
You are my lover, you are my friend, you are my life to the
Very end.
You bring me comfort, you keep me warm, you give me hope, ...