Because You’re There

You come into the room, and the room’s a little brighter,
Because you’re there.
You begin to speak, And my heart’s a little lighter,
Because you’re there.

And I knew you’d be this way. Every time it’s just the same.
Every time you come into the room.
I suppose I should be used to it by now.

And in the morn you wake, you open up your eyes and find me there.
I’m always there.
And when you reach to touch me, your hand is warm, with fingers that remember.
All the love we share.

And I knew you’d be this way. Every time it’s just the same.
Every time you open up your eyes.
I suppose I should be used to it by now.

And if the bed were straw or fallen leaves,
The pillow just the bending of my arm,
My heart would still be lighter . . . ’cause you came into the room.
And for you, there’ll always be a room in me.

And I knew you’d be this way. Every time it’s just the same.
Every time you comes into the room.
I suppose I should be used to it by now.