The Very Thought of You - Lillian Boutté & Her American Band
I don't need a photograph to keep by my bed
Your picture is always in my head
I don't need a portrait dear to call you to mind
For sleeping or waking dear I find
The very thought of you
And I forget to do
The little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a queen
I'm foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything
The mere idea of you
Yeah the longing to you
You'll never know
Just how slow all of 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
The mere idea of you
The longing to you
You'll never know
Just how slow all of 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