Michael Bublé Follow

All I do is dream of you the whole night through
With the dawn I still go on dreamin' of you
You're every thought, you're everything
You're every song I ever sing
Summer, a winter, autumn and spring

And were there more than twenty four hours in a day
That'd be spent in sweet content just dreamin' away
When skies are gray, when skies are blue
Morning, noon and nighttime too

When skies are gray even when they're blue

And were there more than twenty four hours in a day
Oh, that'd be spent in sweet content dreamin' away
Oh, when skies are gray, when skies are blue in the morning
All I do the whole day through is dream of you

All I do is dream of you the whole night through
With the dawn I still go on dreamin' of you
You're every thought, you're everything