na aaye ho na aaoge
na phone pe bulaoge
na shaam ki karaari chai
labo'n pe yun pilaoge
na aaye ho na aaoge
na din dhale sataogen
na raat ki nashili bye
se neendh mein gajaoge
gaye
tum gaye ho kyun
ye raat bakki hai
tum gaye ho kyun
yeh saath bakki hai
gaye
tum gaye hum tham gaye hum
har baat bakki hai
gaye kyun toh jiyein kyun
na aaye ho na aaoge
na dooriya mitaoge
na tham ke woh josh mein
yun hosh se udaoge
na aaye ho na aaoge
na jhoot se sunaoge
na rooth ke sirhane mein
remote ko chhupaoge
gaye
tum gaye ho kyun
raat bakki hai
gaye
tum gaye ho kyun
saath baaki hai
gaye
tum gaye hum tham gaye
har baat baaki hai
gaye kyun toh jiyein kyun
gaye kyun toh jiyein kyun
aankh bhi tham gayi
na thaki raat bhi na bati
na kati raat bhi chherti
maarti neend bhi lutt gayi
chiin gayi raat bhi na sahi na rahi
raat bhi laazmi zaalmi
gaye
tum gaye ho kyun
raat bakki hai
gaye
tum gaye ho kyun
saath baaki hai
gaye
tum gaye hum tham gaye
har baat baaki hai
gaye kyun toh jiyein kyun
gaye kyun toh jiyein kyun

You came not, you will not come,
Nor call on the phone's hum.
No sunset tea will touch my lips,
Your warmth, no longer to equip.

You came not, you will not come,
No dusk to tease, make senses numb.
No heady whispers of the night,
To wake me from slumber's light.

Gone.
You are gone, oh why?
This night remains, a sky
Of absence, vast and deep.
You are gone, why do I weep?

Gone.
You are gone, I am still,
Each word, a haunting thrill.
You left, then why should I live?
Why now, my soul, must you give?

You came not, you will not come,
No distances to overcome.
No weary fire in the fray,
To steal my reason, to sway.

You came not, you will not come,
No lies whispered, now become
The cruelest echoes in the space,
No hidden remote in this place.

Gone.
You are gone, oh why?
This night remains, a sky
Of absence, vast and deep.
You are gone, why do I weep?

Gone.
You are gone, I am still,
Each word, a haunting thrill.
You left, then why should I live?
Why now, my soul, must you give?

Why now, my soul, must you give?
The eye also stilled.
The night unwearied, un-dealt,
Uncut, the night now bleeds.
Sleep, it is stolen,
The night is seized, untrue, not right.
Night, a cruel necessity.

Gone.
You are gone, oh why?
This night remains, a sky
Of absence, vast and deep.
You are gone, why do I weep?

Gone.
You are gone, I am still,
Each word, a haunting thrill.
You left, then why should I live?
Why now, my soul, must you give?
Why now, my soul, must you give?