Arabian Nights - Will Smith

Oh, imagine a land, it’s a faraway place

Where the caravan camels roam

Where you wander among every culture and tongue

It’s chaotic, but hey, it’s home

When the wind’s from the east

And the sun’s from the west

And the sand in the glass is right

Come on down, stop on by

Hop a carpet and fly

To another Arabian night

As you wind through the streets at the fabled bazaars

With the cardamom-cluttered stalls

You can smell every spice

While you haggle the price

Of the silks and the satin shawls

Oh, the music that plays

As you move through a maze

In the haze of your pure delight

You are caught in a dance

You are lost in the trance

Of another Arabian night

Arabian nights

Like Arabian days

More often than not are hotter than hot

In a lot of good ways

Arabian nights

Like Arabian dreams

This mystical land of magic and sand

Is more than it seems

There’s a road that may lead you

To good or to greed through

The power your wishing commands

Let the darkness unfold or find fortunes untold

Well, your destiny lies in your hands

Only one may enter here

One whose worth lies far within

A diamond in the rough

Arabian nights

Like Arabian days

They seem to excite, take off and take flight

To shock and amaze

Arabian nights

'Neath Arabian moons

A fool off his guard could fall and fall hard

Out there on the dunes