ghar se nikalte hi
kuch door chalte hi
raste me hai uska ghar
kal subah dekha to
baal banati vo
khidki me aayi nazar

ghar se nikalte hi
kuch door chalte hi
raste me hai uska ghar
kal subah dekha to
baal banati vo
khidki me aayi nazar
ghar se nikalte hi

masoom chehra
nichi nigahe
bholi se ladki
bholi aadaye

na apsara hai
na vo pari hai
lekin yeh uski
jadugari hai

diwana kar de vo
ik rang bhar de vo
sharma ke dekhe jidhar

ghar se nikalte hi
kuch door chalte hi
raste me hai uska ghar

karta hu uske
ghar ke mai phere
hasne lage hai
ab dost mere

sach kah raha hu
uski kasam hai
mai phir bhi khush hu
bus ek gam hai

jisse pyar karta hu
me jispe marta hu
usko nahi hai khabar

ghar se nikalte hi
kuch door chalte hi
raste me hai uska ghar

ladki hai jaise
koi paheli
kal jo mili mujhko
uski saheli

maine kaha usko
jake yeh kahna
achchha nahi hai
yu door rahna

kal shaam nikle vo
ghar se tahelne ko
milna jo chahe agar

ghar se nikalte hi
kuch door chalte hi
raste me hai uska ghar
kal subah dekha to
baal banati vo
khidki me aayi nazar


lyrics typed by: neha gupta

The threshold crossed, a few steps taken,
Her house resides, upon that lane, I've seen.
Yesterday's dawn, a vision bright,
She, arranging tresses, bathed in morning light.

The threshold crossed, a few steps taken,
Her house resides, upon that lane, I've seen.
Yesterday's dawn, a vision bright,
She, arranging tresses, bathed in morning light.
From the threshold, a face so pure,
Eyes demure, a maiden kind.
No celestial form, no angel's grace,
Yet, within her, a magic, a sacred space.
She casts a spell, a hue she lends,
A glance, a blush, where her gaze descends.

The threshold crossed, a few steps taken,
Her house resides, upon that lane, I crave.
I circle her home, my heart ablaze,
My friends now laugh, in playful ways.
I swear to you, by all I hold dear,
Though joy and sorrow intertwine here.
One grief remains, a tender ache,
She, for whom I yearn, remains unaware.

The threshold crossed, a few steps taken,
Her house resides, upon that lane, my quest.
A riddle she is, a mystery untold,
Met her friend, of stories to be sold.

I sent a plea, a message to impart,
"Such distance kept, tears at my heart."
Last evening, she strolled, her purpose clear,
If to meet she does desire, let her appear.
The threshold crossed, a few steps taken,
Her house resides, upon that lane, I've seen.
Yesterday's dawn, a vision bright,
She, arranging tresses, bathed in morning light.