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When Lights Are Low My Thoughts Always Go to A Far Off Land 'cross The Sea amber Moon And The Sweet Perfume of The Mystic East Call To Me
in A Persian Market Place love And I Came Face To Face while The Temple Bells Were Ringing two Hearts Shared A Sweet Embrace
like A Dream She Soon Was Gone but Her Spell Still Lingers On it Was In A Persian Market
i Found Love And Lost My Heart
like A Dream She Soon Was Gone but Her Spell Still Lingers On it Was In A Persian Market i Found Love And Lost My Heart i Found Love And Lost My Heart
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