THE VERY THOUGHT OF YOU

I don't need your photograph By my bed Your picture is always in my head I don't need your portrait, dear To call you to mind for sleeping Or waking, dear I find the very thought of you And I forget to do all the little ordinary things That everyone ought to do I am living in a kind of daydream I'm happy as a king And foolish although it may seem to me It's everything The mere idea of you This longing here for you You'll never know how slowly the moments go Until I am 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 The mere idea of you This longing here for you You'll never know how slowly the moments go Until I am 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