All I donIs dream of younThe whole night through;nWith the dawnnI still go onnAnd dream of younYou're every thought, you're everything,nEvery song I ever sing,nSummer, Winter, Autumn and SpringnnAnd were there morenThan twenty fournHours a day,nThey'd be spentnIn sweet content,nDreamin' away.nnWhen skies are grey, when skies are blue,nMornin', noon, night-time too,nAll I donThe whole day throughnIs dream of younnI dream of younnWhen skies are grey, when skies are blue,nMornin', noon, night-time too,nAll I donThe whole day throughnIs dream of you