Mary In The Morning

Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning When through a sleepy haze I see her lying there Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers Warm as the sunlight shining on her golden hair When I awake and see her there so close beside me I want to take her in my arms, the ache is there so deep inside me And nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning Chasing a rainbow in her dreams so far away And when she turns to touch me, I kiss her face so softly Then my Mary wakes to love another day And Mary's there in sunny days or stormy weather She doesn't care 'cause right or wrong the love we share, we share together And nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the evening Kissed by the shades of night and starlight on her hair And as we walk, I hold her close beside me All our tomorrows for a lifetime we will share