Where in the World?

Where in the World?

Sometimes when I'm reminiscing,  I often think of you,
I wonder where you are, because you're not in Nakuru.

Do you dance beneath Spanish skies, or sip champagne in Paris?
And the lucky guy who's with you, I wish that he was me.

Do you dream-gaze from windows, out on gloomy London streets,
Or live in the Orient, nibbling delicate sweet-meats?

As you plod the Russian Steppes, do you pine for Kenya skies,
Or do you sweat in Egypt, where the graceful falcon flies?

Are you somewhere in the north, where I've heard it's freezing cold,
Or somewhere in the desert, amid sands of burning gold?

Do you sing in Tennessee, along with the country's best,
Or stroll with your darling, the sandy beaches of Key West?                                        

Do you like to take long walks, on the rolling hills of Wales,
Or sit in Irish pubs, listening to the old folk-tales?

Do English summers tempt you, with every breath you take?
Are you content to walk along some lonely Scottish lake?

Oh love, I wonder where you are, tonight where will you be?
I wonder if someday perhaps, you will come back to me.

Where in the world would I look? I just don't know where to start,
But love there is always room for you, right here in my heart.