I Love You More Each Day - Cece Winans

Come sit beside me darling May, and look into my eyes

It seems as tho' 'twere yesterday I won you for my prize

The hand of time has turned your golden locks to silv’ry gray

The silver threads have drawn you closer to my heart each day

You were my queen at sweet sixteen

You’re my queen at sixty-three

Your eyes that shone with gladness then

Still hold their charms for me

And as I gaze into your eyes, there’s one thing I must say

You’re still the same sweet darling girl

And I love you more each day

You cheered me up when I was blue, you laughed when I was gay

When trouble came you were the same, you turned night into day

You never measured what you gave by what you thought I’d give

You’re still my little sweetheart, and I’ll love you while I live