She said: Cecilia, Its been six years now I'm leaving you
She gave her a hug and said: what's the shortest way to India
She said: for too long you've held me back here with all your words and all your money
With all your excuses and all your don't you love me honey?
She said: life is like a big ballon, I don't need people with needles instead of fingers
I need to be free, and I need the shortest way to India
You can't just leave me honey, and India is too big for you
You'll never make it by yourself and India is too big for you
All the things you've achieved in life is all the things I've done for you
You're selfish and cruel if you leave, look at all the things I've done for you
Who's gonna hold your hand honey, who's gonna be by your side
Who's gonna carry the backpack for you, who's gonna be your guide
Well you know life is like a big ballon, you'll need someone to hold it so it doesn't fly away to the moon
You'll need me, and not the shortest way to India
She said Cecilia I think you're right, I'm not leaving you
What was I thinking off, I can't go to India
I'm glad you choose stay honey and let's go to the cinema
And give me a smile babe, I think theres a movie about India
So we'll take the shortest way to India the shortest way to India
And you will always be with me
This is the shortest way to India
And I will never set you free