The First Thing Evry Morning And The Last Thing Evry Night
The first thing every morning
And the last thing every night
I think of you and all the things I'd say and do
If only you were here to whisper sweet things to

I'd tell you how much I love you
How I'm longing to hold you tight
The very first thing every morning
And the last thing every night

I'd tell you how much I love you
How I'm longing to hold you tight
The very first thing every morning
And the last thing every night