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I could tell the truthBut you wouldn't understand meI could blame it on my youthBut you might call me crazyThere's something going onAnd I know where it's leadingIt's been going on for longIt's mystery repeating - againSister lovers you come undoneMothers and daughters are second to noneI wish I had the guts to go in thereOh IndiaI can't talk to youCause you don't talk to strangersSo what am I to doI don't know how to change itSister lovers you come undoneMothers and daughters are second to noneI wish I had the guts to go in thereOh India From Letras Mania