कुछ लोग अपनी दिल की बात कभी नहीं कह पाते,

और हम पूरी ज़िन्दगी उनके कहने का इंतज़ार करते रह जाते हैं।

कुछ लोग कितना कुछ कह जाते हैं,

और हम सुनना ही नहीं चाहते।

In middle

My love lies in between,
Your false promises,
And my dreams of fairy land;
Crushed and glued several times,
It smells my heart still,
And colourful air is spread,
Redness of your love near me.
And my eyes have all turned black,
Unbiased and unpremeditated,
All looks same and all looks clear,
But your eyes are just not black, 
Black enough to discard judgements,
And own a mad person,
Like yourself, you are hiding within;
Scared you are of me, and scared is your heart, of love.