I see your face in every flower
The moments go till I'm near to you
To me that's everything
Your eyes in stars above
That everyone ought to do
It's the thought of you
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know how slow
I see your face in every flower
I'm living in a kind of daydream
The little ordinary things
I'm happy as a king
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
And foolish though it may seem
The very thought of you, my love