Visions

Cliff Richards

Visions of you in shades of you

Smoking, shifting, lazily drifting,

My darling, I miss you so.



Time goes by, no wonder my

Senses go reeling, your eyes so appealing

I see the whole night through.



When will we meet again? When? When? When?

When will we meet again? When? When? When?



I remember the days, beautiful days

Tenderly gleaming, my whole life seeming

To start and end with you.