The Very Thought of You

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 the stars above

It's just the thought of you, the very thought of you, my love

Yes, yes

I's the very thought of you

You're the mos'

I would appreciate a tune

There it is

Play it pretty

Play it pretty

I see your face in every flower, your eyes in star above

It's just the thought of you, the very thought of you, my love