Mary In the Morning

Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning

When through the 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 it, 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