The Very Thought of You

I don't need your photograph

To keep by my bed

Your picture is always

In my head

I don't need your portrait, dear

To call you divine

For sleeping or waking, dear

I find

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 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