India

India, India… You broke me down and you sold me out
India, India… I never thought that I would do with-out
But I try, and I try…
India, Is there something wrong? and
Can I do a single thing to make you right?
My little friend, could this be the end?
Well it’s coming now… it’s coming now
We like to say we’ll work it out
I’m sorry, but I have my doubts about you
I’m not sure just who to be
I’m tired of all the misery you bring me —
You bring me down…
India, India…
Our troubled times — Your troubled mind
I never thought that I would live to see the day
But now I’m gone. another lonely song
Well I’m leaving now, Yeah I’m leaving now
We like to say we’ll work it out
I’m sorry, but I have my doubts about you
I’m not sure just who to be
I’m tired of all the misery you bring me —
You bring me down…
India, India…
I don’t know why you come around
It’s like you mean to bring me down, I’m drowning