You're still in bed while I'm fixing some coffee

I look at you in the morning light and I see

You've kicked away the covers and your hair is a mess

And I snuggle close and kiss your nose while you sweetly mumble "yes"

We cuddle up and softly you start talking

I crack a smile because you can't help yawning

But this is Sunday so we don't really have a lot to do

So we get back between the sheets and make love 'till high noon

We huddle close together and we talk of this and that

And then I know that you love me so and it makes me glad