khwabon mein bhi yeh socha nahi tha
ki dhoop bhi milegi chaaon mein
kabhi raaston mein bhi socha nahi tha
ki kaante bhi chubhenge paaon mein

kahaan le aayi khwahishein hai dard ki ye jo baarishein
hai galti dil ki yaa phir hai waqt ki ye saazishein
kahaan le aayi khwahishein hai dard ki ye jo baarishein
hai galti dil ki yaa phir hai waqt ki ye saazishein

wo jo samander tha, ret ka manzar tha
dhoka sa tha jo bhi aankhon ke ander tha
wo jo samander tha, ret ka manzar tha
dhoka sa tha jo bhi aankhon ke ander tha

kahaan le aayi khwahishein hai dard ki ye jo baarishein
hai galti dil ki yaa phir hai waqt ki ye saazishein
kahaan le aayi khwahishein hai dard ki ye jo baarishein
hai galti dil ki yaa phir hai waqt ki ye saazishein

kuch piche chhuta hai, kuch hai jo tuta hai
lagta khuda bhi aaj hum se rootha hai
kuch piche chhuta hai, kuch hai jo tuta hai
lagta khuda bhi aaj hum se rootha hai

kahaan le aayi khwaishein hai dard ki ye jo baarishein
hai galti dil ki yaa phir hai waqt ki ye saazishein
kahaan le aayi khwahishein hai dard ki ye jo baarishein
hai galti dil ki yaa phir hai waqt ki ye saazishein

kahaan le aayi khwahishein
hai dard ki ye jo baarishein yeh khwahishein

Never in dreams, did I foresee,
Sun's warmth in shadows, meant for me.
Never on paths, did I perceive,
Thorns that would pierce, and make me grieve.

Where have desires led me astray?
In these rains of pain, I now must stay.
Is it the heart's own folly, I reside?
Or the plot of time, where truths hide?
Where have desires led me astray?
In these rains of pain, I now must stay.
Is it the heart's own folly, I reside?
Or the plot of time, where truths hide?

That ocean vast, a desert's sight,
A cruel illusion, in plain sight.
That ocean vast, a desert's sight,
A cruel illusion, in plain sight.

Where have desires led me astray?
In these rains of pain, I now must stay.
Is it the heart's own folly, I reside?
Or the plot of time, where truths hide?
Where have desires led me astray?
In these rains of pain, I now must stay.
Is it the heart's own folly, I reside?
Or the plot of time, where truths hide?

Some things are lost, some shattered now,
It seems even God, frowns on my brow.
Some things are lost, some shattered now,
It seems even God, frowns on my brow.

Where have desires led me astray?
In these rains of pain, I now must stay.
Is it the heart's own folly, I reside?
Or the plot of time, where truths hide?
Where have desires led me astray?
In these rains of pain, I now must stay.
Is it the heart's own folly, I reside?
Or the plot of time, where truths hide?

Where have desires led me astray?
In these rains of pain, I now must stay.
These desires…