Broken Parts
I think I’m gonna change my wallpaper
Ab deewaron ka rang badal doon
I think I’m gonna move my bed
Ab bistar ki jagah badal doon
Cause maybe from a different angle
Kyunki shayad kisi naye nazariye se
This room might look like more than what you left
Yeh kamra sirf teri bachi kuchi yaadon sa na lage
I think I’m gonna paint my windows
Ab khidkiyon ko rang doon
So the colour of the leaves all change
Taaki patton ke rang bhi badal jaayein
Cause maybe by a different season
Kyunki shayad jab tak mausam badal jayega
Love will sound like more than just your name
Mohabbat sirf tera naam sa na lage
Oh I will run
Haan, main chal padunga
Into everything my fears have always kept me from
Har uss raah pe, jahan mere darr ne mujhe jaane na diya
When I start to believe
Jab mujhe yakeen hone lage
We’re made of more than just our broken parts
Ki hum sirf apne toote hue hisson se nahi bane hain
To believe we’re made of more than just our broken parts
Yakeen hone lage ki hum sirf apne toote hue hisson se kahin zyada hain
Un khwaabon ko sametun
Should I gather up those dreams
Jo aankhon mein chubhein
That sting when I hold them in my eyes
Tooti cheezon ko yun,
Why should broken things
Kyun dena hai
Be given
Khamakha jageh?
A place they no longer need?
Yun.. gaya wo
Just like that, he was gone
Use dhundne mein khud ko maine paa liya
And while searching for him, I found myself
Yun.. hai lage
And now it feels
Jaise dhoop se mila ho phir se aasmaan
As though the sky has found the sunlight again
Hai yakeen hua we’re more than just our broken parts
Now I believe we’re more than just our broken parts
Losing you can’t mean losing myself
Tujhe khona, khud ko khona toh nahi hona chahiye
It’s not like I choose to see your face in everyone else
Har chehre mein tujhe dekhna meri marzi toh nahi
Losing you
Tujhe khona
Anjaanon mein
In strangers
Bhi tujhe
Why do I still
Mai dhundun kyun
Search for you?
Anjaanon mein bhi tujhe mai dhundun kyun
Why do I keep searching for you in strangers?
Sitaaron se mere
I ask the stars
Ye puchhun main
This question of mine
Bata de tere bin
Tell me, without you
Haan kyun hoon main
Why do I exist?
Losing you, losing you
Tujhe khona, tujhe khona
Oh I will run
Haan, main chal padunga
Into everything my fears have always kept me from
Har uss raah pe, jahan mere darr ne mujhe jaane na diya
When I start to believe
Jab mujhe yakeen hone lage
We’re made of more than just our broken parts
Ki hum sirf apne toote hue hisson se nahi bane hain
To believe we’re made of more than just our broken parts
Yakeen ho ki hum sirf apne toote hue hisson se kahin zyada hain