An the first rays of sunlight peek above the horizon
Slowly stirring me gently awake from sleep
My first thoughts are of you
Sitting in my car, heading towards work, radio playing songs
The day progresses, work piling upon my desk
Phones ringing incessantly, people wanting this an that
My thoughts are still of you
Driving home, flipping through stations, waiting for the light to change
Home at last, new work to start, cooking dinner
Helping with homework, feed the dog, straighten up
My thoughts are still of you
Finally, quiet time to rest an relax, tranquil an calm for now
Thinking of the day now past an the one to come tomorrow
I lay my head down upon the pillow, the sandman calling me
My last waking thought is of you.
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