All i do is dream of you de Henry Busse

All i do the whole day through is dream of you.
and with the dawn i still go on and dream of you.
you're every thought, every scheme, every dream i ever dreamed.
summer, winter, autumn and spring.
And were there more than 24 hours a day,
they'd be spent in sweet content dreaming away.
when skies are gray, skies are blue
morning, noon and nighttime, too
all i do the whole day through is dream of you.