Lletres: America. All I Think About Is You.

(Gerry Beckley)

I rise to see you in the morning
I feel your warmth so true
The light inside of me
Is there for all to see
But all I think about is you

I see your face in every doorway
That I have wandered through
The light inside of me
Is there for all to see
But all I think about is you

Baby even in the hardest times
Lately even in the darkest nights
I know

Baby even in the hardest times
Lately even in the darkest nights
I know

I rise to see you in the morning
I feel your warmth so true
The light inside of me
Is there for all to see
But all I think about is you
But all I think about is you