The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that ev'ryone 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 ev'rything.
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you;
You'll never know how slow the moments go til I'm near to you.
I see your face in ev'ry flower, your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
First Time
The very thought of you, my love.
Last Time
The very thought of you, my love.