Sheena Denney - Pour Me a Cup of You

You're in the kitchen and I'm in our bed
I hear you grinding the coffee, your smile's in my head
The bed's still warm, where you lay your head
And I'm wrapped up in the smell of you

Pour me a cup of you, on a Sunday mornin'
Barefoot in the kitchen we're slow dancin'
You make ordinary feel special and I do love you
So pour me a cup of you baby, pour me another cup of you

All my life I've dreamed that
Someone would love me as much as you do
You call me your Beautiful and you are my Gorgeous
The story couldn't be any more true

Pour me a cup of you, on a Sunday mornin'
Barefoot in the kitchen we're slow dancin'
You make ordinary feel special and I do love you
So pour me a cup of you baby, pour me another cup of you

Time seems to stand still in your arms
But when we check the clock, hours have gone by
There's never enough time to hold you like I want
Never enough time

Pour me a cup of you, on a Sunday mornin'
Barefoot in the kitchen we're slow dancin'
You make ordinary feel special and I do love you
So pour me a cup of you baby, pour me another cup of you

When the world brings you someone this perfect to love, cherish each sip of the brew
So pour me a cup of you baby, pour me another cup of you

Written by:
Sheena Denney

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