In the morning he brings me tea in a flower
With spice from the smile in his eyes
And he waits with his kisses 'til I'm almost half wakened
To tell me his weekday good-byes
And I smile as I murmur to say that I'll miss him
As I curl in my warm quilted nest
In the dawn's pearly light ere the dewdrops grow bright
And I tell him come back for a rest
Oh, come roll me over in sweet clouds of morning
Lay down and I'll show you, you'll see
We tumble and doze in the day's golden hour
My sweetheart, my best cat, and me.
He brings me his treasure upon a rose petal
And laughter on butterfly wings,
When my eyes are still sleepy he tells me good morning
As he whispers improbable things
For he knows if I wake up I surely will miss him
At least if I know that he's gone
So, he lets my cat sleep where it's warm on his pillow
As he tiptoes off into the dawn.
Oh, come roll me over in sweet clouds of morning
Lay down and I'll show you, you'll see
We tumble and doze in the day's golden hour
My sweetheart, my best cat, and me.