"My love to her is a roaring fire. She's all I ever did or will desire. Without her I am no more, 'Cause she's all I live for. She's my red colored rose, Yet I don't know why her I chose. Guess that's the way the heart is, That way of working is only his. I hide behind a "hey" or a "hi," But the truth is that I'm just too shy. The truth is that I'm just too scared Of her reaction if she knew I cared. Every day my feelings I fight, Try to change them, make them right, But they already long ago are, They already went too far. Sometimes I feel like a creep. I feel I'm on a mountain that's too steep. Sometimes at night I can't even sleep Because of what's hidden down deep. Dil-e-Majboor"