I felt soothed by that melancholy sound,
With a gentleness that I'll never forget.
As her pretty silhouette spun round and round.
That wonderful tune that played into the small hours of night,
Beautiful Dreamer, that song was so right.
And slowly that melody would sadly unwind,
That enchanting old music box,
Still fresh in my mind.
Jayne Davies
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