I look through the window,
Head full of blight,
Staring into the pitch of night.

I was writing something about a feeling,
But the message I forgot,
Am I losing the plot?

When happy,
she heals
with her beauty.

When angry,
she kills
with her fury.

A symbol of love,
my nation's pride,
a gift to the world,
built by Shah Jahan
for his beloved Mumtaz.
Fulfilled the promise
he made to her,
built a unique monument of love
to stand the test of time
where they now rest side by side,
together forever.
A reminder -
love exists in the real world.

When you fly high
The fall is hard

I think I'm growing up,
I don't need the same things a child does,

But I need love,
I need your love.

You give me air to breathe,
Warm arms to melt into,

You give me a reason to be,
Let's keep being.