Tommy Dorsey — The World Is In My Arms

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 eye When 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