Her Song

Sometimes when I wake at night,
In the hour before the light,
Darkness seems to cover,
And hide me from all reason,
Then out on the rooftop high,
Another day begins to climb,
Something is waking,
And in the light that I can see,
A sleepy head so close to me,
And every little word we sang into the night is bright for the day.

Hey, you know, you are love to me,
You hold everything like a child for me,
And I think of you and your funny ways,
That sweet summer smile on your lovely face,
For I love you,
You are love to me.

I try, when we have to fight,
To say the word to put things right,
It gets so hard not touching,
With miles between our fingers,
And then, when you don't believe,
With so much pride to hide beneath,
That something is growing,
In every room the touch of you,
The tender edge of loving you,
And everything I have is nothing if it can't belong to you.

Hey, you know, you are love to me,
You hold everything like a child for me,
And I think of you and your funny ways,
That sweet summer smile on your lovely face,
For I love you,
You are love to me.