All I do is dream of you the whole night through
with the dawn, I still go on, dreamin' of you!
You're every thought, you're every thing
you're every song I ever sing
summer, winter, autumn an' spring!
And were there more than twenty-four hours a day
they'd be spent in sweet content, dreamin' away!
When skies are gray, skies are blue
morning, noon an' night time too
all I do the whole day through is dream of you!
When skies are gray, skies are blue
morning, noon an' night time too
all I do the whole day through is dream of you!
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