Today, as I was wondering,
Few questions came to me,
About you, asking,
Few of them be:
If I show you my blemishes,
And tell you how bad am I,
Would you still give me blushes
Instead of waving bye?
If I cry,
Would you be there
To calm me down, and care,
And wipe tears my?
If I deviate from my track,
Would you be there to hold my hand,
Walking on thornes and sand,
And bring me back?
If I get surrounded by distrust,
Would you have patience, and
Would your eyes still look at me with innocence,
Like they used to at first?
And if I ever hurt you,
Would you still do to me,
The things that you do;
Would your expressions still fascinate me?
While these thoughts were coming,
A familiar voice came from within
And said something to me:
Which I already been knowing.
Composed by :
Shivam Jha
Few questions came to me,
About you, asking,
Few of them be:
If I show you my blemishes,
And tell you how bad am I,
Would you still give me blushes
Instead of waving bye?
If I cry,
Would you be there
To calm me down, and care,
And wipe tears my?
If I deviate from my track,
Would you be there to hold my hand,
Walking on thornes and sand,
And bring me back?
If I get surrounded by distrust,
Would you have patience, and
Would your eyes still look at me with innocence,
Like they used to at first?
And if I ever hurt you,
Would you still do to me,
The things that you do;
Would your expressions still fascinate me?
While these thoughts were coming,
A familiar voice came from within
And said something to me:
Which I already been knowing.
Composed by :
Shivam Jha
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