My Cup Runneth Over Testo

Someti-imes in the mor-ornin' 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 o-over With love... Someti-imes in the evenin' When you do not see I study the small things You do constantly I memorise moments That I'm fondest of My cup runneth o-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 o-over With love... With love... With love... With lo-ove...