When twilight sleeps holding the nightIn your arms you embrace me tightRunaway hours clenched by kisses More of your lov — Munia Khan
When twilight sleeps holding the nightIn your arms you embrace me tightRunaway hours clenched by kisses More of your lov — Munia Khan
When twilight sleeps holding the nightIn your arms you embrace me tightRunaway hours clenched by kisses More of your lov — Munia Khan
When twilight sleeps holding the nightIn your arms you embrace me tightRunaway hours clenched by kisses More of your lov — Munia Khan
When twilight sleeps holding the nightIn your arms you embrace me tightRunaway hours clenched by kisses More of your lov — Munia Khan
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When twilight sleeps holding the nightIn your arms you embrace me tightRunaway hours clenched by kisses More of your love my heart misses

— Munia Khan
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