neeli shirt ke do batan
darwaje me bol jhita
neeli shirt ke do batan
darwaje me bol jhita
pichle saal ke beete sabhi pal
han wo saal ke beete sabhi pal
wo meri jeet bhi meri haar
han meri jeet bhi meri haar
suno na suno na ye sun lo
suno na suno na ye sun lo
sab tumhara hai mera pyar
sab tumhara hai mera pyar
chabiya wo rakhi hain
chand bikhri tahreere hain
phone ka bil jo diya tha
aaj tak wo sab wahi hai
chabiya wo rakhi hain
chand bikhri tahreere hain
phone ka bil jo diya tha
aaj tak wo sab wahi hai
devdaas ki d b d
kurshi pe rakhi neeli shirt
pichle saal ke beete sabhi pal
han wo saal ke beete sabhi pal
wo meri jeet bhi meri haar
han meri jeet bhi meri haar

khidki pe ek kap tha
ek yuajbi choti si hai
khali friz sukhe patte
aaj tak wo sab wahi hai
khidki pe ek kap tha
ek yuajbi choti si hai
khali friz sukhe patte
aaj tak wo sab wahi hai
mobile ki ek sim
dekhi to mujhko aaya khyaal
sab veeran hain sab anjaan hain
ghar jo tha kabhi ab makaan hai
ghar jo tha kabhi ab makaan hai
fir bhi ye sab kuch tumhara hai
han sabhi kuch bas tumhara hai
sab tumhara hai han mera pyar
han tumhara hai mera pyar
suno na suno na ye sun lo
suno na suno na ye sun lo
sab tumhara hai mera pyar
bas tumhara hai mera pyar

Two blue shirt buttons,
whispers caught in the doorway's breath,
two blue shirt buttons,
whispers caught in the doorway's breath.

All the past moments of last year,
yes, all those moments of last year,
they were my victories, my defeats,
yes, my victories, my defeats.

Listen, listen, hear this,
listen, listen, hear this,
all is yours, my love,
all is yours, my love.

Keys still lie there,
a few scattered writings remain,
the phone bill I paid,
still there, all of it, the same.

Keys still lie there,
a few scattered writings remain,
the phone bill I paid,
still there, all of it, the same.
Devdas's DVD,
the blue shirt upon the chair,
all the past moments of last year,
yes, all those moments of last year,
they were my victories, my defeats,
yes, my victories, my defeats.

A cup on the window,
a small USB stick,
empty fridge, dry leaves,
still there, all of it, the same.

A cup on the window,
a small USB stick,
empty fridge, dry leaves,
still there, all of it, the same.

A mobile, a SIM,
seeing it brought a thought,
all is desolate, all unknown,
the home that once was, is now a house.
The home that once was, is now a house.

Then all this is yours,
yes, everything is just yours,
all is yours, my love,
yes, yours, yes, my love.

Listen, listen, hear this,
listen, listen, hear this,
all is yours, my love,
just yours, my love.