kuch kehne ko aaya tha mai kuch kehne ko aaya tha
kya kehna tha yad nahi
are yad hai bas itna ke kuch kehna tha
kuch soch ke aayi thi mai kuch soch ke aayi thi
kya socha tha bhul gayi par ye nahi bhuli ke kuch kehna tha
kuch kehne ko aaya tha mai kuch soch ke aayi thi

aisi kya bat hai jo tumko yad nahi
are wahi kahoge jo kahte aye ho
ham to samjh gaye ke tum kya bhule ho
are wahi to hoga jo na kah paye ho
mere hamdam dil ki bate ham tum bin bole samjh gaye
jo meri kahani hai wah tera fasana hai
dono yahi kahde ke kuch kehna tha
kuch kehne ko aaya tha mai kuch kehne ko aaya tha
kya kehna tha yad nahi
are yad hai bas itna ke kuch kehna tha
kuch kehne ko aaya tha

baho me baharo me sawan ki fuharo me
dilwar wahi jo dil ki bate jan le isharo me
baho me baharo me sawan ki fuharo me
dilwar wahi jo dil ki bate jan le isharo me
bato me bat ko chupakar kya hoga
are kano me kahdo jo dil me kahti ho
dil ki bat hai bhala mai kya janu
are usi se pucho jo dil me rahti ho
mohabbat ki ghadi biti ham to bato me ulajh gaye
tu meri tamanna hai tu mera sahara hai
pahle jo kahte the to kya kahna tha
kuch soch ke aayi thi mai kuch soch ke aayi thi
kya socha tha bhul gayi par ye nahi bhuli ke kuch kehna tha

I came to speak, I came to say,
But what it was, has slipped away.
Just this remains, a whispered plea,
That something longed to break free.
I came to think, I came to find,
What thought I held, now left behind.
Yet this I know, etched in my soul,
That something wished to make me whole.
I came to speak, I came to find.

What words elude, what memories fade?
The echoes of the past, a serenade.
We understand, the unspoken ache,
The words unsaid, the paths we forsake.
My dearest heart, without a sound,
We grasp the truths that life has bound.
My story's yours, your tale's the same,
We both confess, this wordless flame.
I came to speak, I came to say,
But what it was, has slipped away.
Just this remains, a whispered plea,
That something longed to break free.
I came to speak.

In arms that hold, in blooms that gleam,
In summer showers, a waking dream,
The truest love, with knowing eyes,
Reads hearts' desires, in silent sighs.
In arms that hold, in blooms that gleam,
In summer showers, a waking dream,
The truest love, with knowing eyes,
Reads hearts' desires, in silent sighs.
Why hide the words, why play the game?
Whisper them close, in love's sweet name.
What lies within, I cannot know,
Ask her who dwells, where passions grow.
The moments passed, in wordy maze,
Lost in the talk of bygone days.
You are my hope, my guiding light,
What did we seek, in fading night?
I came to think, I came to find,
What thought I held, now left behind.
Yet this I know, etched in my soul,
That something wished to make me whole.