The Very Thought of You

The Very Thought of You - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)

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

And I'm happy as a king

And foolish though 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