I’m crying,
The tears are slowly going,
I’ve got a problem,
I can find a way out,
I’ve got a friend.
My friend has got a friend.
I’m a friend with my friend.
A friend is not a friend,
Without a friend,
That’s my friend,
My friend,
Who’s got a friend.
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,
nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship;
it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when
he discovers that someone else believes in him and is
willing to trust him
JAB HO ZARURT TO KOI SAHARA NAHI AATA.
BAGER RAAT K AASMA MAI SITARA NAHI AATA.
ABHI WAQT HAI THAMLO HAMARI DOSTI KA HATH.
AISA DOST ZINDAGI MAI DUBARA NAHI AATA.
