When the heart started to feel..
And the eyes began to see…
When the breeze felt cold…
And the noise got too low….
When the doubt started to settle…
And the mind got clear…
It was then I understood…
Everything had a season…
When the childhood love was lost…
And adulthood was occupied with work…
That is when I realized…
Love have it’s own cost…
When the nights are sleepless…
And the desire to be with your beloved starts to grow…
That’s when your name appears on my tongue…
And my heart starts to skip the beats…

Ohh!! What kind of love it is…
Ohh!! What kind of strange love it is…
Ohh!! What kind of belongingness it is…
Ohh!! What kind of thought this is…