Me and my loneliness often talk about this... If you existed then what would happen You would say this, you would say that You would be amazed by this, you would laugh at that.. If you existed then this would happen If you existed then that would happen Me and my loneliness often talk about this... Is this a dark night or your hair spreaded all over my face Is this a full moon or your eyes have washed my lonely scary nights Is this a moon or your bangle Stars or your bright eyes Is this a gust of wind or smell of your body Are these leaves making some noise or you have said something quietly I have been thinking this for long and wondering.. You are well aware yourself That you are not anywhere near But my heart is saying, You are here, somewhere very near Me and my loneliness often talk about this...