I miss the voice that calls my name
I miss the hand that holds me securely
I miss the words that enlivens my day
I miss those eyes that see my soul
I miss the way you call my name
Along with the way you hold my hand
I miss you dearly how you love me
And how you tell me you do
I long to hear that voice again
I hope to feel your hand brush against mine
I hope to see those eys
And I hope to be loved by you as long as I have life
Once you have loved, You will always love. For
what''s in your mind may escape, but what''s in
your heart will remain forever. There is no
instinct like that of the heart
Aaj bhi unhe pyaar karte hain hum,
har pal unka deedar karte hain hum,
woh na mile uska gum nahi...
par jiyen kaese kyunki aaj bhi utna hi yaad karte hain hum!
Bichedte hue yaad de jayenge
Khud sone se pehle unhi ko 1 khwab de jayenge
Unhe gila hai ke hm jawab nahin dete
Saanso ke rukne se pehle har jawab dy jayenge
