Album: The Singles Collection 1965-1973
She wakes me every morning
With the touch of her hand
A soft voice says ?°good morning dear?±
Lips like great roses whisper my name
As I thrill to her presence so near
She's hiding a secret that I help her keep
To lose her I couldn't conceive
My tears are almost show but she must never know,
That I know she Cheats on me
I come Home in the evening
she meets me at the door
Her smile melts my anger away
A warm cup of coffee
My slippers by the chair
It's the end of another long day
I can't fight the feeling I have for my wife
Such beauty to lie and decieve
I can't let her go so she must never know,
That I know she sheats on me