This is my first लेख :? :? hope tis okay
If आप were here beside me instead of in New York
If the curve of आप was curved on me
I’d tell आप that I loved आप before I ever knew you
'Cause I loved the simple thought of you
If our hearts are never broken and there’s no joy in the mending
There’s so much this hurt can teach us both
There’s distance and there’s silence, your words have never left me
They’re the prayer that I say every day
Come on, come out, come here, come here
Come on, come out, come here, come here
Come on, come out, come here, come here
Come on, come out, come...
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