All I Do Is Dream Of You
All I do the whole night through
Is dream of you
With the dawn I still go on
Dreaming of you
You’re every thought, you’re everything
You’re 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 dreaming of you
When skies are grey, when skies are blue
Morning, noon, and night-time too
All I do the whole night through is dream of you