With You

Those romantic movies never did appeal to me,
Seemed too unreal to me to ever be quite true,
And all those singer’s love songs that went by me then,
They have no meaning when I hear them now with you
And all I want to do is sing about you
And give your days the sunshine you give mine
With you, loving you is easier than breathing
With you, I’ll never sing another song about leaving
And those books of poetry would always leave me cold
They were so much too bold for me to understand
But now you read them to me by the fireside
They warm me deep inside and I hold your hand
And All I want to do is sing about you
And give your days the sunshine you give mine
With you, loving you is easier than breathing
With you, I’ll never sing another song about leaving
It someone would have told me, that I would be behaving like I am
I would have left them far away, but that was yesterday
But here I am…
With you, loving you is easier than breathing
Honey with you, I’ll never sing another song about leaving
I’ll never never sing, I’ll never never sing,
never never sing, another song about leaving…