Indian day
The guru
Endless folk I used to know
And friends I met in bed,
I'm not trying to control,
Just messing with your head.
And friends I met in bed,
I'm not trying to control,
Just messing with your head.
Wait for summer all day,
I'll search for the sun,
I'll search everyone,
I'll search for the one!
The Indian day -
I'm back from the grave.
Friendless I was for a day,
At night I met the moon.
Walking in a cold desert
I swore I'd get home soon.
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