All I do the whole night through
Is dream of you.
All I spent in sweet content
Dreamin' of you.
You're every thought, you're everything,
You're every song I ever sing
Summer, winter, autumn, and spring.
Were there more than 24 hours a day,
They'd be spent in sweet content dreamin' away.
Sky's are gray, sky's are blue,
Morning, noon, and night-time, too,
All I do the whole day through
Is dream of you.
I spent all my month Dreamin' of you.