The Very Thought of You - Al Bowlly

The very thought of you

And I forget to do

The little ordinary things

That everyone ought to do

I'm living in a kind of daydream

I'm happy as a king

And foolish though it may seem

To me that's everything

The mere idea of you the

Longing here for you

You'll never know

How slow the moments go

Till I'm near to you

I see your face in every flower

Your eyes in stars above

It's just the thought of you

The very thought of you my love

It's just the thought of you

The very thought of you my love