My Cup Runneth Over - Aretha Franklin

Sometimes in the morning

When shadows are deep

I lie here beside you

Just watching you sleep

And sometimes I whisper

What I’m thinking of

My cup runneth over

With love

Sometimes in the evening

When you do not see

I study the small things

You do constantly

I memorize moments

That I’m fondest of

My cup runneth over

With love

In only a moment

We both will be old

We won’t even notice

The world turning cold

And so, in these moments

With sunlight above

My cup runneth over

With love

My cup runneth over

With love

With love