If I Could Tell You


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When I see you in the morning
it brightens up my day
there are so many thoughts on my mind
so many words I want to say
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I want to tell you how I feel
but the words I can not find
they're all mixed up with my thoughts
that are running through my mind

I've been keeping it locked up
because I know there's not a chance
you never look my way
you don't even take a glance

You don't even know you're doing this
toying with my heart
I wish I could just tell you
but I don't know where to start

Should I tell you how much you mean to me
or how bad I want to be with you
if I were to say these things
how would you react, what would you do

Would you never talk to me again
would you never look my way
that would just bring me back
to where I am today

Then I'd start all over
and choose a different route
to make you understand
my feelings that want out

I don't know what to do
or even how to say
maybe I should lock it up
and keep myself away

My heart would ache even more
but maybe for the good
I just really want to tell you
only if I could.

-Krystal
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TIRANGE KO APNE DIL ME BASAYE RAKHNA

Bas Yeh Baat Hawaao Ko Bataye Rakhna,
MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay

चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं

लौट कर

JO JISE MILA HUMNE WAHI SIKHA

जो जिससे मिला सिखा हमने, गैरों को भी अ

True Friend

A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows

Or maybe like the ocean that gently flows

Our Hearts Will Always Touch
When I laid there beside you,
Could you feel me there?
My arms were wrapped around you,
And

I'm Sorry For Hurting You

I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do

I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always sa

Sometimes I Get Lonely

Sometimes I get lonely

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When you see that girl it's such a rush.

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The Indian Serenade
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing lo

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