My woman from Tokyo She makes me see She's so good to me Talk about her like a queen Dancing in a eastern dream Fly into the rising sun Faces, smiling every one Yeah, she is a whole new tradition I feel it in my heart

I sit and watch As tears go by It is the evening of the day I sit and watch the children play Smiling faces I can see But not for me My riches can't buy everything I want to hear the children sing All I hear is the sound