Where is that melody coming from
From the depth of the mountain or from a cloud
I can hear the sweet strains of fantasy
Let me into that mythical magic world
Let me laugh and thrill and be a part of you
And no longer will it be of distant China
I'm stepping right along with you
Stepping into your kind of beat
Where is that melody coming from
From the depth of the mountain
I can hear the sweet strains of fantasy
Let me into that mythical magic world
Let me laugh and thrill and be a part of you
And no longer will it be of distant China
I'm stepping right along with you
Stepping into your kind of beat
Oooh! West to India (repeat until fade out)