Author: Tamra L. Noe
I प्यार आप और than life itself
But I’m afraid to love.
My दिल is like the fragile wings
Of a tiny little dove.
I'm scared to get too close.
I feel that I can't win.
You'll प्यार me for a little while
Then you'll set me free again.
I've lived so long on hopes and dreams
I don't know what to do.
I don't think I can trust my heart,
For it belongs to you.
I know you'll only hurt me
Yet, I still keep running back.
Between the paths of our hearts
There's a worn and beaten track.
You've got my दिल held on a string.
It’s breaking right in two.
Enough belongs to me -to hurt-
The rest belongs to you.
I know that somewhere in your दिल
There is a place for me.
I just don't know how to find it
And there's no way to make आप see.
I can only hope that someday
You'll wake up and you'll find,
That while my दिल belongs to yours,
Yours, too, belongs to mine.
I प्यार आप और than life itself
But I’m afraid to love.
My दिल is like the fragile wings
Of a tiny little dove.
I'm scared to get too close.
I feel that I can't win.
You'll प्यार me for a little while
Then you'll set me free again.
I've lived so long on hopes and dreams
I don't know what to do.
I don't think I can trust my heart,
For it belongs to you.
I know you'll only hurt me
Yet, I still keep running back.
Between the paths of our hearts
There's a worn and beaten track.
You've got my दिल held on a string.
It’s breaking right in two.
Enough belongs to me -to hurt-
The rest belongs to you.
I know that somewhere in your दिल
There is a place for me.
I just don't know how to find it
And there's no way to make आप see.
I can only hope that someday
You'll wake up and you'll find,
That while my दिल belongs to yours,
Yours, too, belongs to mine.