Everywhere that beauty glows you are, 
Everywhere an orchid grows you are, 
Everything that's young and [bad word]  brighter than a holiday, 
Everywhere the angels play you are. 
You're like Paris in April and May 
You're New York on a silvery day. 
Swiss Alp as the sun grows fainter, 
You're Loch Lomond when autumn is the painter. 
You're Moonlight on a night in Capri, 
And Cape Cod looking out at the sea, 
You're all places that leave me breathless, 
And no wonder: you're all the world to me. 
You're [bad word] when dawn is aglow, 
You're Sun Valley right after a snow. 
museum, a Persian palace, 
You're my shining Aurora Borealis 
You're like Christmas at home by a tree, 
The blue calm of a tropical sea. 
You're all places that leave me breathless, 
And no wonder: you're all the world to me