Marty Robbins - The Air That I Breathe

If I could make a wish
I think I'd pass, I can't think of anything I need.
No cigarettes, no food, no light, no sound,
Nothing to eat, no books to read.

Making love with you leaves me contented inside.
What more could I ask there's nothing left to be desired.
Peace came upon me and it left me weak.
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep.

Sometimes all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you.
All I need is the air that I breathe,
And, to love you.
All I need is the air that I breathe.