Every morning, when I wake up and I see you sleeping there, my heart fills up with grateful for the tender love we share.
When I think of all we've been through, how our love beats all the odds, and I feel how much you love me, I gotta believe in God, 'cause
Who else could have brought me an angel? Was there anyone in all the world who knew how to heal my aching heart of lonely? Who else could have brought me to you?
In the evening, when we lie down making love so slow and sweet just caressing you forever is the place I want to be
Then you fall asleep beside me breathing gentle in my ear before I drift off into sleep I say a little prayer, 'cause
Who else could have brought me an angel? was there anyone in all the world who knew how to heal my aching heart of lonely? Who else could have brought me to you?
Written for M., 1997 Copyright 2011 by Michael S. Simpson. All rights reserved.