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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 tho' 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 ev'ry flower,
Your eyes in stars above.
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love.
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