Here was i, a gypsy,Looking for a world to roam in,Now the world is in my arms.No more endless searching for a place to feel at home in,For the world is in my arms.Mexican hill flower the sky,Sappoco see here in your eyeWhen I see you smile,I see the sunset of geneva,What’s that magic in your charms,When I hold you,I hold the world right here in my arms.