Sweet Song of India

Sweet song of India When I hear 'em play, that refrain Dreams of an old romance Seemed to whirl around in my breast Bright lights, fabulously gay nights ____ My lover dancing in my arms till dawn High upon a silver cloud Far above the crowd While the music played on and gone Love, were serenading me with musically bind My love seemed to be eternally mine His love and arm seemed to lock me, lock me Now he's gone and all I have is only the song A better memory of love that went wrong A melody that will haunt, taunt me Oh! Song of India, Song of broken dreams Memories that never will die Sweet song of India ever haunting me Why can't my love return? Like your melody Sweet song od India When I hear them play that refrain Dreams of an old romance Yes it is whirling and twirling around and around in my brain Sweet Song of India