Matt Monro — From Russia with Love

From Russia with love I fly to you Much wiser since my good-bye to you I've traveled the world to learn I must return from Russia with love I've seen places, faces and smiled for a moment But oh, you haunted me so Still my tongue tied young pride Would not let my love for you show in case you'd say no To Russia I flew but there and then I suddenly knew you'd care again My running around is through I fly to you from Russia with love