Matt Monro From Russia with love ^{минус №3}

From Russia with love I fly to you,
much wiser since my goodbye to you.
I've travelled 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.