For my Friends hurt me, tease me and make me cry, but in the end of my Life, when i Die, please atleast keep a Rose on my grave and say... STUPID I MISS YOU..
Em Thinking Of U
Within My Heart
Wether We r
Near Or Far Apart
I Knw U r Not Wid Me
But
Ur Thoughts
Always In Mind
It Keeps Me High
Above The Ground ...
Yaad kisi ko karna yeh baat nahi jatane ki Dil par chot dena aadat hai zamane ki Hum aap ko yaad bilkul nahi karte Kyun ke yaad karna ek nishani hai bhul jane ki
Wo jo milta hai sub bhula daita hai
Janay kis baat pay dil usko dua daita hai
Wo mujhay pyar say rootay main hasanay wala
Yaad aata hai to hastay main rula daita hai
You mu$t be a good runner becau$e you are alway$ running in my mind,
you mu$t be a good thief becau$e you have $tolen my heart,
and i am alway$ a bad $hooter becau$e I Mi$s You Alway$.....