| Every mornin' an' every evenin'
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| Every day I, I think of you
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| The way you love me, through and through
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| And when I’m with you, it feels like heaven
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| And you’re an angel, holdin' me
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| Your sweet, sweet lovin', it sets me free
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| And in my wildest, imagination
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| I could never, imagine you
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| Lovin' me as much as, as I do you
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| And it may be winter, it may be fall
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| I might have plenty or nothin' at all
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| But, baby, I’ll be there whenever you call, ever you call
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| 'Cause every mornin' and every evenin'
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| Every day I, I think of you
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| The way you love me, through and through
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| The way you love me, through and through |