My Everything

The thing that gives me strength enough/ just to roll out of bed/ is of what you told me yesterday/ I love you is what you said./ How do I get through the day?/ Why, I just think of you/ and the happiness it fills me with/ is enough to see me through./ How do I fall asleep at night?/ I imagine that you're there./ One hand coiled around my waist,/ the other stroking my hair./ And if you up and left/ then where would I be?/ There'd be no tune to my song, no breath in my lungs,/ no reason to live for me.