A tribute to the true fans of India Cricket

How many flops must a fan play down
Before you call him a true fan?
Yes, 'n' how many surrenders must he witness
Before sense seeps into his mind?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the paper tigers fart
Before they're forever shunned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a fan look up
Before he again looks down?
Yes, 'n' how many tears must one fan shed
Before he can manage one smile?
Yes, 'n' how many matches will it take till he knows
That too much hours have been spoiled?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a hype exist
Before it's busted once and for all?
Yes, 'n' how many years will the icons exist
Before they're shown to be made of sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a fan turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.