Mark Wynter The Very Thought Of You
The very thought of you, and I forget to do
Those little ordinary things that everyone oughtta do.
I'm living in a kinda daydream I'm happy as a queen
And foolish though it may seem to me is 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
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhh
oh oh oh
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
