I miss the voice that calls my name
I miss the hand that holds me securely
I miss the words that enlivens my day
I miss those eyes that see my soul
I miss the way you call my name
Along with the way you hold my hand
I miss you dearly how you love me
And how you tell me you do
I long to hear that voice again
I hope to feel your hand brush against mine
I hope to see those eys
And I hope to be loved by you as long as I have life
Humare dil me dhadkan aapki sunai deti hai,
Aankhon me surat aapki dikhai deti hai.
Chalte to hum hai lekin,
jab mudte hain to parchhai aapki dikhai deti hai.
