Most days she is a blessing, she is all that gets me going,
Those days she lights up every room inside my life...
There are also times I wallow, when I feel there's no tomorrow,
when I know there's no more joy without her smile...
She's the first thought that I make, every morning when I wake,
she is all I long to see as I truck along...
She's the very thought I hold, every second as I go,
She's the last thing I think of when the day is gone...
Every little bit of passion, every single imperfection,
every piece is the stuff that makes my dreams...
There's a subtle breeze I feel, every moment that we kiss,
that can only mean she's all I'll ever need...
She's my Angel, she is gorgeous, she's my pretty shiny precious,
In my arms she'll lie until we see the dawn...
There we'll bask in silent glory, and I'll hum a soft symphony,
as I kiss her lips and turn to face the morn.