MY CUP RUNNETH OVER Ed Ames



Sometimes in the mornin', When shadows are deep, I live here beside you, Just watching you sleep, And sometimes I whisper, What I'm thinking of, My cup runneth over, ..With love..

Sometimes in the evening, When you do not see, I study the small things, You do constatnly, I memorize moments, That I'm fondest of, My cup runneth over, ..With love..

In only a monent, We both will be old, We won't even notice, The world turning cold, And so..in these moments, With sunlight above, My cup runneth over, ..With love..

My cup runneth over, ..With love..

....With love....