Someone is spending birthday with someone special. There's this boy playing cards tonight. Two old pals from school meet tonight. Someone is sitting cosy at home with a cold, home in Bombay, Aaah. Sisters spend tonight like every night, perfect.

This perfect world wish never ends for you.

Me so blue. All blue, even dressed in blue.

Fix me up. I'm twenty two. Running out of time. Fix me up. I beg.

What he said didn't break her heart, she just sat and smiled, amused.
She's out of her mind.
It was more beautiful than anything she'd ever imagined, he did something more than what music does to her.
Liar! Liar! she does'nt believe in anything that is not her imagination. You know her.
He sat there clueless of what she was thinking. She couldn't see him, it was getting dark.
Aaah, that's how she's always liked it.
Why did he look so beautiful to her, it was so dark.
I bet she didn't stop smiling.
You bet, he did something more than what music does to her you see.

If I could write this poem.

And then if I could sing it to you, dancing.

And then you'd see how happy I was.

And if you understood why,

then I'd be happier than how happy I am.