Mumbai is a beautiful city With lots and lots of communities Floods by the heavy rain That comes again and again That Mumbai streets have so...
Fold a paper into a boat,And run away to set it afloat.Put it on the running river,And watch it gently, slowly shiver. Then sail it away...
It seems the walls are rising again. It seems just a repetition of the time back then. I am still singing that same song Regretting all the mistakes, all the times I was wrong. I can’t even say that this is new and strange I guess some things never really change Those voices, I still hear them, in my head Those thoughts and fears, they still haunt me, when I go to bed I feel so lost, even when I am found I am free like a bird, yet why do I feel so bound? I can’t even say that this is new and strange I guess some things never really change They say, ‘Don’t hold yourself back’. I am sure, yet unsure, what if i’m...