India, my dear,
you're almost out of luck
The slender chain of pearls you
wear around your slender neck
It's fallen to the floor,
why don't you pick it up?
India, my dear, it's not that I don't love you,
but the world moves on
And the colours in your eyes
don't mix with mine
It's not that I don't trust you,
but there's nothing more to say
India, my dear
In dia, my dear
You're nothing but kindness,
and I don't expect you'd say the same of me
We did all of our crying in
L .A. by, by the roadside
And I can see so clearly now,
I can no longer see
It's not that I don't love you,
or love someone
And the colours in your eyes
don't mix with mine
It's not that I don't trust you,
there's nothing more to say
Dear, my dear, did you know when I first saw
you I felt I was falling into grace
To see your bright hair burn
ing round your smiling face
But I see the colours fading from you like
you're too much in the light
And I hate to watch you fading in
the air
India my dear, we're almost out of time,
I can't sit and watch you crumble like a child.
There's colours out there in the
rain that I first saw in your eyes
And dear, my dear,
it's not that I don't love you
There's nothing more to say
The colours in your eyes
don't mix with mine
It's not that I don't trust you,
but the wall moves on
India, my love
you