what a world we are
dying to live in
what a world we are
full of mystery that is yet to be solve
all the world is confusion

many a times i wish to dream
most a times i wish not
all because of what i think
all is full of confusion

many a times i sleep to wake
most i time i wish to sleep
but all the bell ringing in my heart
is all but confusion

now i believe in my heart
that i get confuse
all because of what i think
that life is not confusing
only if you believe so..........

The breath in me just call,
For the breath says,
beauty in the eye of the beholder,
then my eye cry so hard,
that it couldn't stop from water flow,
all it could say through the mouth,
was stop and take away the pain,
when i get across the line,
beauty calls through the ear,
here am i don't search too far.
all i want is to stay with you,
says the beauty of the heart.
what a beautiful sound to hear......

When i look into the window of my eye,
What a gentle breeze it blows,
Keeping an handles in my face,
Then i know it was a dream.

What a wonderful day like this,
When i get up on my feet,
all i could think,
is build a temple of skin.