I’ve been so many places; traveled down some roads --
Mixed with a thousand faces where the Ganges overflowed.
I've crossed majestic mountains; walked some valleys too --
Tossed coins into fountains, but I never saw them -- till you.
I've traveled endless highways; left countless roads behind --
Walked along some byways that still linger on my mind.
I've come back home from St. Tropaz; walked the beach at Malibu.
I lived awhile in Monterrey, but I never saw them -- till you.
Till you I never saw the sunset on Biscayne.
Till you I never heard a gentle summer rain.
I’ve been so many places I’d like to go back to
But only if you come (to/with) me and make them all come true.
I've stood beneath the tower when Big Ben chimed at noon.
I've whiled away some hours under a great big Texas moon.
I spent some time at Waikiki; roamed the wilds of Timbuktu.
I've sailed on all the seven seas, but I never saw them -- till you.