Tall ships sail the oceans, on the blue horizon Running with the Trade Winds, to some far off distant shore Mail trains whistle in the night, racing through the darkness Sparks that set the track alight, as they rush towards the dawn
It's a lovely day, I'm dreaming in my garden And the sun is shining, now the summer's here to stay What a lovely day, and nothing's more surprising Just how far I travel without ever going away
Camel trains cross desert sands, bringing silks and spices They carry tales of far off lands, and cities paved with gold Airships slowly climb their way, over snowcapped mountains Following the wild geese as they trail across the sky