The Show Time / Shampa Saha
Your silence kills me Your smile flourish me Waiting life long to hear from you But you drive never responded me.
A little to tell A little to express But I am longing to hear the whole from you Your love, anger, friends and foes
Your weakness and emotions which make you stronger But alas! Your responses are Always too tiny to hold on It slipped out from always my palm
Wherever try to grab on Buy your eyes that always speak The whole story in details I must catch all of them Here I should never fail.