The Thought Of Losing You

You look good to me every morning over coffee
Even with the curlers in your hair
I just kinda smile and consider myself lucky
And I'm happy just to know that I've got you to care

Everything I am I am because you love me
Whatever I become depends on what you do
And yet I'm so afraid that you'll be gone some morning
And the one thing I can't stand is the thought of losing you

Through these eyes of mine I see you in perfection
Darling no one else could love you more
And so you're mine alone and far above temptation
But the thought of losing you scares me through and through