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