May I...?
All those precious stars in your sky
Will turn into dust someday,
They will lie on your path, unnoticed.
Before that happens,
May I take your hand…
Sit on some lonely edge of this planet
Side by side…,
Can we… i mean 'us',
Count those...
Will turn into dust someday,
They will lie on your path, unnoticed.
Before that happens,
May I take your hand…
Sit on some lonely edge of this planet
Side by side…,
Can we… i mean 'us',
Count those...