Sarah Vaughan — Like A Lover

Like a lover, the morning sun Slowly rises and kisses you awake Your smile is soft and drowsy As you let it play upon your face Oh, how I dream I might be like the morning sun to you How I envy the cup that holds your lips Let it be me, my love And the table that feels your fingertips Let it be me, let me be your love Bring an end to the endless days and nights Without you Like a lover, the river wind Sighs and ripples its fingers through your hair Upon your cheek it lingers Never having known a sweeter place Oh, how I dream I might be like the river wind to you How I envy the cup that knows holds lips Let it be me, my love And the table that feels your fingertips Let it be me, let me be your love Bring an end to the endless days and nights Without you Like a lover, the velvet moon Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep Its light arrives on tiptoe Gently taking you in its embrace Oh, how I dream I might be like the velvet moon to you