The Very Thought Of You - Michael Bolton (迈克尔.伯顿)

The very thought of you

And I forget to do

Forget to do

The little ordinary things

That everyone ought to do

Ought to do

I'm living in a kind of daydream

I'm happy as a king

And foolish as

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