Teksty: The Lettermen. Sometimes In The Morning.

sometimes in the morning
when shadows are deap
i lay here beside you
just watching you sleep

and sometimes i whisper what iA?m thinking of my cup running over with love sometimes in the evening when you i started small thing with you constantly i memories moments that i found star my cup running over with love and only in the moment we both will be old we wont even notice the world turning old and in this moment the sunlight above my cup running over with love