I can't forget the day I met This Indian guy who smokes cigarette He's tall and big and has a grumpy face He stole my heart and now in tears. How sweet the days and nights we shared Forever I will cherish the memories that were great I wonder why those times had to end And how to make the lover a friend? Whatever happens there's one thing I'm certain Everything changes and nothing remains the same Even love has to go and fade way But this I must say, I thank God for that day.