Bombay Blue

A baby, young and sweet
A Maharashtra night, a city street
And I feel low
Hear her crying in her sleep
A blanket of newspaper sheets
By my window
Theres no worse sound that I could hear
Or hope of life that I fear shell never know
Oh those Bombay Blues
And the harder you push her away
The sooner your heart turns a darker shade of grey
But the more you allow her in
The longer shell live beneath the surface of your skin
Oh and now that I can see
How love becomes the enemy
They say theres nothing you can do
But thats what they want you to believe
Full moon party on the beach
Burning holy effigies on Summer sands
Temporarily mend the holes
In your chimerical soul
In a mystic land
But all the beautiful things that you love
Will one day turn into the things that you despise
Cuz the darkness lives within
And the more that you hide it
The darker it stains your skin
Oh and now that I can see
How love becomes a memory
And you say theres nothing I can do
If thats what you wanna believe
Oh and now that I can see
How love becomes the enemy
You say theres nothing I can do
If thats what you wanna believe
Theres clearly nothing I can say
That will make her go away
Dont say theres nothing I can do
If thats what you wanna believe