Dream flying in the dead of the night,
The moon a guiding light,
So leave a realm to go explore,
Collecting souvenirs is memories gift,
From Russia with love to steal a kiss.
Standing on a Table Top looking down over a bay,
Feeling the warmth from a Rising Sun to help you on your way,
Over the Pyrenees heading to the Eiffel Tower,
To circle Big Ben just before the break of dawn.

