smoky laser and disco lit evenings
turn into foggy dark nights,
when the street lights mist over
and the tea turns cold in instants.
you lead and i follow
on this road to nowhere.
we both know
that two wrong turns
don't make a right.
but two right turns
and we find ourselves
in a whole new world.
like bandini dupattas that dry in the desert winds
waiting to be wrapped and delivered,
my hands are tied.
and my heart has died.
a hundred times over.
turn into foggy dark nights,
when the street lights mist over
and the tea turns cold in instants.
you lead and i follow
on this road to nowhere.
we both know
that two wrong turns
don't make a right.
but two right turns
and we find ourselves
in a whole new world.
like bandini dupattas that dry in the desert winds
waiting to be wrapped and delivered,
my hands are tied.
and my heart has died.
a hundred times over.