chalte chalte yuhi ruk jata hu mai
baithe baithe kahi kho jata hu mai
kahte kahte hi chup ho jata hu mai
kya yahi pyar hai, kya yahi pyar hai
haa yahi pyar hai, haa yahi pyar hai
chalte chalte yuhi ruk jata hu mai
baithe baithe kahi kho jata hu mai
kahte kahte hi chup ho jata hu mai
kya yahi pyar hai, kya yahi pyar hai
haa yahi pyar hai, haa yahi pyar hai

tumpe marte hai kyu hum nahi jante
tumpe marte hai kyu hum nahi jante
aisa karte hai kyu hum nahi jante
band galiyo se chup chup ke hum guzarne lage
sari duniya se rah rah kar hum to darne lage
hay ye kya karne lage
kya yahi pyar hai, kya yahi pyar hai
haa yahi pyar hai, haa yahi pyar hai
chalte chalte yuhi ruk jata hu mai
baithe baithe kahin kho jata hu mai
kahte kahte hi chup ho jata hu mai
kya yahi pyar hai, kya yahi pyar hai
haa yahi pyar hai, haa yahi pyar hai

teri bato me ye ek shararat si hai
teri bato me ye ek shararat si hai
mere hontho pe ye ek shikayat si hai
teri aankho ko aankho se chumne hum lage
tujhko baho me le lekar jhumne hum lage
hay ye kya karne lage
kya yahi pyar hai, kya yahi pyar hai
haa yahi pyar hai, haa yahi pyar hai
chalte chalte yuhi ruk jata hu mai
baithe baithe kahi kho jata hu mai
kahte kahte hi chup ho jata hu mai
kya yahi pyar hai, kya yahi pyar hai
haa yahi pyar hai, haa yahi pyar hai


lyrics typed by: neha gupta

Lost mid-stride, I still my feet,
In reverie, my senses retreat.
Words catch, then silence, bittersweet,
Is this love's touch, this love complete?
Yes, this is love, its rhythm sweet.
Lost mid-stride, I still my feet,
In reverie, my senses retreat.
Words catch, then silence, bittersweet,
Is this love's touch, this love complete?
Yes, this is love, its rhythm sweet.

Why we yearn, we do not know,
Why we yearn, our spirits flow.
Why we act, the heart's soft plea,
Down hidden paths, stealthily.
From all the world, we start to fear,
Oh, what have we to hold so dear?
Is this love's touch, this love complete?
Yes, this is love, its rhythm sweet.
Lost mid-stride, I still my feet,
In reverie, my senses retreat.
Words catch, then silence, bittersweet,
Is this love's touch, this love complete?
Yes, this is love, its rhythm sweet.

In your words, a playful spark,
In your words, a playful spark,
On my lips, a whispered mark.
Your eyes, I kiss with my own sight,
In your arms, I find my light.
Oh, what have we to hold so bright?
Is this love's touch, this love complete?
Yes, this is love, its rhythm sweet.
Lost mid-stride, I still my feet,
In reverie, my senses retreat.
Words catch, then silence, bittersweet,
Is this love's touch, this love complete?
Yes, this is love, its rhythm sweet.