nothing's quite as pretty
as mary in the morning
when through the sleepy haze
i see her lying there
soft as the rain
that falls on summer flowers
warm as the sunlight shining
on her golden hair

when i aeake and see her there
so close beside me
i want to take her in my arms,
the ache is there so deep inside me
nothing's quite as pretty
as mary in the morning
chasing the rainbow in her dreams
so far away
and when she turns to touch me
i kiss her face so softly
and then my mary wakes
to love another day

and mary's there in summer days
or stormy weather
she doesn't care how right or wrong
the love we share,
we share together

nothing's quite as pretty
as mary in the evening
kissed by the shades of night
and starlight in her hair
and as we walk,
i hold her close beside me
all our tomorrows for a lifetime
we will share