You look good to me every morning over coffee even with the curlers in your hair I just kinda smile and consider myself lucky And Im happy just to know that Ive got you to care Everything I am I am because you love me whatever I become depends on what you do And yet Im so afraid that youll be gone some morning And the one thing I cant stand is the thought of losing you Through these eyes of mine I see you in protection Darling no one else could love you more And so youre mine alone and far off of temptation But the thought of losing you scares me through and through Everything I am...
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