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Come Back to my Arms *

Come Back to my Arms by StanleyPean

Travel around the world in a day
In a plane, on a boat, whatever way
Share sweet secrets over a cup of tea
With some stranger in New Dehli

Have jambalaya or rice and beans
With a jazz belle from New Orleans
But should you get bored after a while
Come back from your exile

Should you recall the love we had
The good times and the bad
You can come back to my arms

Fly to Paris, Berlin or L.A.
Go to movie premieres or to a play
Fall for some handsome magician
Who could beam you ‘cross the ocean

I bet he won’t know how to light
The glow in your eyes that was so bright
So should you get bored after a while
Won’t you come back from your exile

Should you recall our passionate nights
Our fiery embraces, even our fights
You can come back to my arms

In a downtown Tokyo restaurant
Have sushi and laugh like a debutante
Tell your new lover how you love the sea
But don’t you tell him anything ‘bout me

If she’s worthy of your loving heart
Take her to your mother, well, that’s a start
But should you get bored after a while
Come back from your exile

Should you recall our tender dawns
Made of both laughter and yawns
You can come back to my arms
You can come back, you can come back to my arms
You can come back to my arms

 (*) Tirée du «Cycle impérial»
Paroles: Stanley Péan
Musique: Nancy Carroll
Interprète: Nancy Carroll
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