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...