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You look good to me every morning over coffee even with the curlers in your hairI just kinda smile and consider myself luckyAnd I'm happy just to know that I've got you to careEverything I am I am because you love me whatever I become depends on what you doAnd yet I'm so afraid that you'll be gone some morningAnd the one thing I can't stand is the thought of losing youThrough these eyes of mine I see you in protectionDarling no one else could love you moreAnd so you're mine alone and far off of temptationBut the thought of losing you scares me through and throughEverything I am... From Letras Mania