the very thought of you and i forget to do those little ordinary things that everyone ought to do i m living in a kind of daydream i m happy as a queen and foolish though it may seem to me that s everything the mere idea of you the longing here for you you 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 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 love1