From Russia, with love I fly to you
Much wiser since my goodbye 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