key to the heart of her man

in the morning light she rises,
dressed in her fuzzy p.j.s
a woman full of surprises,
a woman with loving ways

sure, her hair is dripping wet,
when she hugs me and grins
she's running a little late, and yet
I love the way this day begins

It's the early morning "i love you" s
that see me through the day
it's the promise of the evenings
that keeps me going all the way
when she holds me slow and tender,
lets me lead her by the hand
there's no denying the heart of a woman
is the key
to the heart of her man

sure she's a great cooker
and she dresses up so fine
she's a real hot looker
and I love to call her mine

But the the things that keep me whole
are sweet words from her heart
give me strength down in my soul
give each day a fresh new start

It's the early morning "i love you"s
that see me through the day
It's the promise of the evening
that keeps me going all the way

When she whispers soft and tender,
lets me lead her by the hand
there's no denying the heart of a woman
is the key
to the heart of her man

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