Bangalore
Composer(s): Earl Burtnett - A.J. Stasny



Dreaming of the Orient 
Fills my heart with discontent 
Longing for the days gone by 
When we were happy you and I

Mem 'ries of you by my side 
Roaming 'cross the desert wide
Incense perfume fills the air 
Oh how I wish that I were there

In Bangalore I want to be once more 
Where moon beams 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