Do the rumba in Spain
Have a peach in the morning
Then board a plane
See the pillars of Rome
In the afternoon
The wine in France
Makes our hearts swoon
It might be a dream
I hope it comes true
This is what I see
When I think about you
Palm trees wave
A bright blue sea
Snorkel a reef
Dry in the breeze
Counting bricks on a walk
Through the streets of Prague
Stand on a mountain
A duet on a stage
Call it a dream
I hope it comes true
The things I see
When I think about you
Deep green fields
Along an Irish shore
A dressy hat
We all adore
Lunch in a tower
An awesome view
Made better still
When I look at you
It might be a dream
But it's not a lie
I can see the world
In your fun filled eyes
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