Her gentle fingers on my face
Bringing me to morning life
I need that kind of wife

I hope that doesn't sound selfish
And I would tell her I love her every time I hold her
And every morning after breakfast was over

I would sit there starring
At this wonderful light
I need that kind of wife

No words would be spoken and looks would be like a treasure
With a magical spell of everything that's right
I need that kind of wife

Just a little more coffee I'll be high as a kite
I'm getting older but I still need to see her hair fall off her shoulder
I need that kind of wife