He has bedroom eyes, they're just like mine
And when we walk the streets
I see people wondering
If we're true or troubled then

I say: He's my sun king
Through thick, or thick, or thin
And on a Sunday we like to watch the TV
I'm the hole in his heartbeat

And in this summer full of lovin'
How could I ever be without?
Sailing the seas had doubt
That I'd never find you, babe

All I have been dreaming of is you
All I have been dreaming of is you
Now what is life, but a dream?

He has bedroom eyes and how the girls, they try
But I have more to say than
Oh, how the weather's great

And you come to see me in the evening
Lay up on the ceiling and say: I stay forever, babe
So I guess we feel the same

All I have been dreaming of is you
All I have been dreaming of is you
All I have been dreaming of is you
All I have been dreaming of is you
Now what is life, but a dream?

All I have been dreaming of is you
All I have been dreaming of is you
All I have been dreaming of is you
All I have been dreaming of is you
Now what is life, but a dream?
Now what is life, but a dream?