Familiar Heartache
The same wind is blowing once again,
The same fragrance in the air I feel,
My heart is beating with the same rhythm again,
Once again I am going head over my heel.
The same feeling of you near me,
And that dream of you in my life once more,
Of that love, who never even got a chance,
I hear him knocking once again at the door.
Is it for real or am I being fooled again?
By believing that, that love could ever be found,
But good thing is I know now;-even if my heart breaks,
No one will know again, as there will be no sound.
The same fragrance in the air I feel,
My heart is beating with the same rhythm again,
Once again I am going head over my heel.
The same feeling of you near me,
And that dream of you in my life once more,
Of that love, who never even got a chance,
I hear him knocking once again at the door.
Is it for real or am I being fooled again?
By believing that, that love could ever be found,
But good thing is I know now;-even if my heart breaks,
No one will know again, as there will be no sound.
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