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Sometimes in the mornin' when shadows are deep
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I lie here beside you just watching you sleep
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And sometimes I whisper what I'm thinking of
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My cup runneth over with love
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Sometimes in the evening when you do not see
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I study the small things you do constantly
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I memorize moments that I'm fondest of
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My cup runneth over with love
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In only a moment we both will be old
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We won't even notice the world turning cold
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And so, in these moments with sunlight above
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My cup runneth over with love
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My cup runneth over with love
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With love
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My Cup Runneth Over
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| Ed Ames |
