Treasure Island

Gurdeep Singh Kohli


Tell Me


If absent for long will you forget me?
Tell....me....

The moments we cared
The moments that we shared
The moments when we cried
And when we kept world aside

Tell...me.
If absent for long will you forget me?

Knowing my love is there
Knowing that still I care
Knowing that I never liked to go
Knowing my love is not just to show

Tell....Me.....
If absent for long will you forget me?

And also those long walks
Those never ending talks
Your resting on my shoulder
Me trying to make you bolder

Tell.....Me.....
If absent for long will you forget me?

When you know I am not far
I shine in your nights as star
I always beat in your heart
I am your being, your part

Tell.....Me.....
If absent for long will you forget me?

Tell Me! !

Submitted: Sunday, July 07, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 08, 2013

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