Brown-Eyed Man

Born in Karachi
 Grew up North American
 Mother in a sari
 Father dressed like a businessman
 One foot in the old world
 One foot in the new
 And always the pressure
 To choose between the two
 There was a wife
 She didn't know
 The pain she would cause
 When she lost her head and walked out the door
 In Canada
 They change their husbands like their clothes
 But nothin', no nothin'
 Breaks up a Muslim home
 Andheray Anken
 Look out on the holy land
 There is much that lies well hidden
 In the eyes of the brown-eyed man
 If one life is ended
 A new life must get begun
 So we walk to Mecca
 Underneath the blazing sun
 Abandoning the questions
 Makes the answers fall in place
 I seek the crescent moon
 To find the man behind my face
 Andheray Anken
 Look out on the holy land
 There is much that lies well hidden
 In the eyes of the brown-eyed man