Cold के बोल

Cold illucid world outside Dim, amorphous silhouettes of hope Trying to retain their shades By praying to the sun I press my face against the pane Stuck inside a container called myself Watching all these blurry faces yearning to be sharp Hiding from the sobbing noise And resounding laughs But there's something beyond that draws me in I abandon my shelter when the crowd thins out I go there when the warm night falls Stay behind the yellow line Insecure Maybe one night I dare to forget I dare to try I know you are waiting Somewhere at the edge of us There's something beyond that draws me in There's something beyond that draws me in