Texty: Justin Hayward. Suitcase.

Sometimes when I'm dreamin'
And I'm far away from home
I kind of get the feelin'
That I'm never quite alone

See I just can't help
But think about you, baby

Time is of the essence
And the candle's burning low
Remind me to remember
That there's not so far to go

I just can't help
But think about you, baby

The places that I've been to
Trying to see them through her eyes
Like the picture from the childhood
That I thought I'd left behind

See I just can't help
But think about you, baby

The sunrise in the morning
And the glory that was ours
Is captured in a moment
Making love among the stars

I just can't help
But think about you, baby

Thinkin', thinkin'
Thinkin' about my baby

I just can't help
But think about my baby
She's always on my mind