All I do is dream of you the whole night
through
With the dawn I still go on dreaming of you
You're every thought, you're everything
Every song I ever sing
Summer, winter, autumn and spring
And were there more than twenty four hours a
day
They'd be spent in sweet content, just dreaming
away
When skies are gray, when skies are blue
Morning, noon and nighttime too
All I do the whole day through is dream of you
I dream of you
When skies are gray, when there blue
Morning, noon and nighttime
too
All I do the whole day through is dream of you
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