Jeremy Warmsley The Very Thought Of You
The very thought of you
And I forget to do
The little ordinary thing
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 herefor you
You'll never know
ow slow the moment goes
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
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
