Constantly - Original - Bing Crosby

There I was,

What a sad affair I was,

My heart was hitched to a dream

There I stood never knowing where I stood

Day by day trying some new scheme

Constantly I looked for you,

No day or two but constantly

Constantly I wished you near

And now you’re here so close to me

And it isn’t magic, and you do exist,

For after all, I know when I’ve been kissed;

And you were meant to be my heart’s delight,

Not just tonight but constantly.