I wish you could've stayed

When the river starts to get dry,
and tears start rolling from the eyes,
when the leaves, leave the trees, in the autumn sky,
and never return home even in the night,
when i fail after a hard days try,
and close myself behind those doors to cry,

I wish you could've stayed,
for a morning walk, for an evening talk
I wish you could've stayed,with a smile on your face, to fill every space
I wish you could've stayed,
I wish you could've stayed,

When on a fresh sunny day,I look outside,
just to find a strange mist rising high,
When it feels so lone and alone,
at most crowded street on my way back home,
When thought of happy days, bring on the pain,
and to break this haze, i need a lot of rain

I wish you could've stayed,
for a morning walk, for an evening talk
I wish you could've stayed,
with a smile on your face, to fill every space
I wish you could've stayed,
I wish you could've stayed,

Break-Up Blues

She left me loose on a stupid little table of that coffee shop,
Brusing my throat and breaking my heart with a mercy-less drop

She said 'I love you and will do it too till my dying day',
'But, can only do it in my way, so dont express or ask me to move around now'
'All i can give for good time sake, a handshake and a tender bow'

Ocean of emotions, that we filled without a break,
but your refusal in jest, cut it into a perfect fake

Even on those white roses, now your words can't stand
i have slipped my life on them, now i dont wanna understand

O'now I am on the loose,
this ocean's-a-cruze, where
truth is smear and rain is dear
i am sailing through my break up blues.....

i am sailing through my break up blues.....
i am sailing through my break up blues.....

LOPE OF DOPE

Underneath this crazy dress,
walking is a feeling of unrest,
when i take it to the wilderness,
to kill the pain of this quiet guest,
then the world shouts in my ear,
driving along by sitting in the rear,

Its time again, to crash that gate,
lie on the floor and hallucinate,
So please find where's my drip,
let me escape on another trip,

Step up the gas, climb high on rope,
to run this mile, on a lope of dope.

Most Hollow hour of the midnight,
now burns me with the sunlight,
leaning on the door of a caravel,
when i try to break free from this spell,
then the world stands beside my corpse,
gifting irony, but not a single tear drops,
and there was a cry, at-last she realise,
but it was all for a prize,
to turn my pyre into a mire,

Take a breath, jump up the wall,
enough of runs, now let me crawl,
So please get me that golden drip,
let me enjoy this final trip,

i am flying and joining, on a higher hope,
just hold my hand, i am on lope of dope..