Lyrics
Dreaming of the Orient
Fills my heart with discontent
Longing for the days gone by
When we were happy you and I.
CHORUS:
In Bangalore I want to be once more
Where moonbeams grand form a path on the golden sand,
Tropic breeze and whisp'ring trees
They seem to say come back once more
Won't you come back to Bangalore.
Mem'ries of you by my side,
Roaming 'cross the desert wide
Incense perfume fills the air
Oh, how I wish I were there.