Leaving Delhi to move to Mumbai, such a weird feeling ... change of crowds, changed lifestyles, food, transportation, everything. Scary
We are a whole lifetime away.
Then why are we pretending to be closer?
With every hour that fades as the morning comes,
we move away from each other slowly.
Like the ticking of a tired clock,
the moments we stole are going too fast.
I never want to let go of your hand,
but when morning comes how do I make you stay?
I don't have any thing more to give you,
and all that you can say has already been said.
We knew we'll fade with the first sunrise.
But then why does letting go feel so much like dying.
I wish the night could stretch on for eternity.
Hold each other here under the soft moonlight.
We're meant to walk away from the other,
but our hearts can't help run back to each other.
There are a million stars in the sky tonight,
but there are a million more unshed tears in our eyes.
The horizon is starting to turn pink now.
Your hand is too warm to let go.
Sunrises are the most beautiful thing there is.
But not when it takes you away from me.
Let this sunrise come and go.
Maybe we can close our eyes and pretend the night is still young.