The Sound of Indian Sitars ~ (For Carmen)
The only way to love
Is to let go, unconditionally
To set the bird free
And watch it soar high in the sky
Now that you found happiness
With a mate as crazy as you are
After all that has been thrown at you
I hear the sound of Indian sitars
Like a wave of diamonds
Rolling over a marble floor
A woman cannot be broken
As she is life itself
The proof of which is in your smile
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