All I Do is Dream of You

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 every thing 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 away The skies are grey, the skies are blue Morning, noon and night-time, too All I do the whole day through is dream of you