Things I Love to Do

I'm up every morning by six
Knowing I could have slept until ten
But I like to bring him his coffee
And wake him with a warm kiss or two
Start his day off right and when I see him tonight
There'll be more things for him that I love to do.

I can tell when his day has been troubled
So I love all his worries away
I lay down by his side and console him
And remind him our troubles are few
Then at dawn start his day in my own special way
There's so many things for him that I love to do.

It's not things I have to do
Just little things I wanna do
It's not things he asks of me
Just little things he least expects of me
Because of laughing that I get from him
When his day is through
There'll always be things for him
That I love to do.

There'll always be things for him
That I love to do...