Dings of rhythm,
play about...
No where near passionate life or the fateful dead
Not able to feel any bliss or a trace of dread...
While God was sleeping
The night was free...
Imagine this as a song... kinda slow paced, alot...
Just wait...
You looked into my eyes and said...
You said you'll do anything to accept your...
I can lead you to the doors of heaven but i cannot...
i am his messenger to bring you to him...
When you look at me with those big brown eye's
i stand there like I'm paralyzed...
Can't find the light,
of this hole I'm in...
You're looking at me
asking me, who is to blame...
I cut myself because i can
you cant stop me no you cant...
Hai zindagi mujhse,
mein zindagi se nahi...
There is a story,
One that must be told...