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 this moment, with sunlight above My cup runneth over with love, with love, with love, with love