It's been so long since I slept   The good book at bedtime no longer suffices   The bottle of whiskey just one of my vices   It might help me to sleep   There you are with your golden brown skin   The sparkling pacifico catching your chin   The salt on your marguerita will stick to your lips   Lips that I'd die for a fleeting stolen kiss      My mind wanders to you and things that we might do   But you're just another illusion   My mind wanders to you      You couldn't live with someone in dreamland   Toothpaste from harrods when the corner shop will do   A friend giving a lift becomes a chauffeur for two   The grandest illusions to hang on to   There you are with your golden brown skin   The sparkling pacifico catching your chin   The salt on your marguerita will stick to your lips   Lips that I'd die for a fleeting stolen kiss      My mind wanders to you and things that we might do   But you're just another illusion   My mind wanders to you   Wanders to you and the things that we might do   But you're just another illusion   My mind wanders to you      (come with me)   (wander with me)      There you are with your london grey skin   The light from the streetlamp corrupting your chin   The cream from a guinness lingers on your lips   Lips that would beg for a meaningful kiss      My mind wanders to you and all that we might do   But you're just another illusion   My mind wanders to you   Wanders to you and all that we might do   But you're just another illusion   My mind wanders to you   Wanders to you   Wanders to you