Bob Dylan — On a Little Street in Singapore

[Verse 1] On a little street in Singapore We'd meet beside a lotus-covered door A veil of moonlight on her lonely face How pale the hands that held me in embrace [Verse 2] My sails tonight are filled with perfume of Shalimar And temple bells will guide me to the shore And then I'll hold her in my arms and love the way I loved before On a little street in Singapore