I will tell you something my dear
Every time your voice passes by my ear
I look back to see your smiling eyes
But all I see is your picture with smiling lies
U went away saying a word
That I hate and wish I left it unheard
I wish u would come back to my life with those three words
That made me feel the luckiest of all
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 7:00 AM UTC
I will tell you something my dear
Every time your voice passes by my ear
I look back to see your smiling eyes
But all I see is your picture with smiling lies
U went away saying a word
That I hate and wish I left it unheard
I wish u would come back to my life with those three words
That made me feel the luckiest of all
thanks for helping me with this piece Tamanna :*
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