Текст The Monkees – Of You

I walk alone most every night,
Beneath the stars that shine so bright,
Bright as the eyes of you.
And when the sky comes falling down,

Lonely I look at the dream-flowing meadow
Won’dring what I am to do.
Sun going down and the trees cast their shadow,
In the shadow and the mist, I remember the last kiss of you.

And when the sky wants more blue,
I get that old longing to, to be held in the arms of you.
(repeat)
To be held in the arms of you.