The Very Thought Of You-シリアポール

The very thought of you and I forget to do

The little ordinary things

That everyone ought to do

I'm livin' 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

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

It's just the thought of you

The very thought of you, my love