His eyes shine through the clouds above, It is two deep blue oceans I am thinking of. With graceful eyelashes soft as doves, Inside them I see reflections of our love.
Sometimes at night When I look up to the sky I start to think of you And then ask myself why Why do I love you? I think and smile Because I know the list could run on for miles
I love you a little bit more when you call me honey I love you a little bit more when you hold my hand I love you a little bit more when you hug me. I love you a little bit more. Every day.