كلمات Every Morning

Every mornin', every evenin', every day I, I think of you The way you love me, through and through When I'm with you, it feels like heaven You're an angel, holdin' me Your sweet, sweet lovin', it sets me free And in my wildest, imagination, I could never, imagine you Lovin' me as much as, as I do love you And it may be winter, it may be fall I might have plenty, or nothin' at all But baby I'll be there, whenever you call, ever you call 'Cause every mornin', and every evenin', every day I, I think of you The way you love me, through and through The way you love me, through and through