
From the first light that eyes faced
and before you could realize yourself
Oops! That thought comes again -
"હું શું કરું? શું ના કરું?"
School bag is so heavy,
You could be sports but all take you fragile.
Competition survives
when all are alike.
Just don't know why?
They teach you day n night,
"Fight, fight and fight."
A day comes...a day goes.
Oops! That thought comes again -
"હું શું કરું? શું ના કરું?"
Then comes she,
An angel wine.
You feel the breeze,
if near she breath.
You sing inside,
when the hearts collide.
You gotta tell her that's love
to give your life a curve.
Oops! That thought comes again -
"હું શું કરું? શું ના કરું?"
This is how it grows.
Mind is dual that it shows.
I want this.
I want that.
I want all... you know?
This is how we think.
No body's relieved.
Tell me common,
Is there any way one?
Oops! That thought comes again -
"હું શું કરું? શું ના કરું?"
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