There’s a warmth in my heart It haunts me when you’re gone Mend me to your side and never let go Say Time knows nothing, we’ll never grow cold The more I live The more I know Whats simple is true I love you
Aap ki muskurahat se mera dil dhadakta hai, Aap jab rote ho to mera dil jalta hai, Isliye is muskurahat ko apne honto se alag na karma, Kyunki usise meri saanse chalti hai.
I m a paper, you can write ur feeling, Scribble ur anger, Use me 2 absorb ur tears, Dont throw me after use, But When u feel cold I wil burn myself to warm you
Naraz hone se pehle khata bata dena aansu nikalne se pehle hansna sikha dena agar zindagi me mujhse dur jana hai to pehle bina sans liye jina sikha dena