Foreign Land

[Verse 1] Touching down in Paris France These lovely ladies want to dance Oh la la, menage-a-tois It’s grand... I’m in a foreign land! Strolling through a Tokyo street, Sushi, sake' - friends I meet, The lantern glow, "arigato" It’s grand... I’m in a foreign land! [CHORUS] Maybe I do, and maybe I don’t, Maybe I will, maybe I won’t, It’s grand... I’m in a foreign land! [Verse 2] Wandering through Marrakech’s maze, Spice and souks in a vibrant haze, I heard you laugh, share a tea, This desert heat’s now home to me Sailing fjords in Norway’s glow, Northern lights put on a show, Friends I’ve made, we toast the night, In this chill, my soul takes flight! [CHORUS] Maybe I do, and maybe I don’t, Maybe I will, maybe I won’t, It’s grand... I’m in a foreign land! [BRIDGE] Dancing samba in Rio’s heat, Carnival rhythms move my feet, Crowds unite, we’re hand in hand, Joy’s alive in this foreign land! From Geoje’s sands to Dublin’s cheer, Every corner’s got a story to hear, Raise a glass with strangers, then This adventure never ends! [CHORUS] Maybe I do, maybe I don’t, Maybe I will, maybe I won’t, It’s grand... I’m in a foreign land! [repeat bridge, chorus]