I don’t know what it is about the way you look at me I only know you somehow found a way to make me see That the softest breeze can bend the strongest tree And your
gentle voice does oh so much to me
And I’m thinking of you Morning, Noon and Night But it isn’t
right … That I should be here thinking of you Thinking of how much I love you
Oh I wish that you
would be thinking of me Oh I wish that you would be thinking of me
I don’t know what it is about the
way you speak to me I only know each word I hear … I hear a symphony The softest whisper echoes loudest in
my ear And my only thought is how I want you here
And I’m thinking of you Morning, Noon and Night But it isn’t right … That I should be here thinking of you Thinking of how much I love you
Oh I wish that you would be thinking of me Oh I wish that you would be thinking of me
