Introdução:
The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that ev ryone 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 ev rything.
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you;
You ll never know how slow the moments go til 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,
First Time
The very thought of you, my love.
Last Time
The very thought of you, my love.
