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When You Say Nothing At All

I was listening to the melodious songs of Lata as I was travelling to Panjim. under the sun she is undoubtedly the queen of indian film music then I remembered a nice song of Boyzone . I can atleast remember nice poetries if I can't write at the moment.

When You Say Nothing At All

It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word, you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing
The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me whenever I fall
You say it best..when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Try as they may they can never define
What's been said between your heart and mine

You say it best when you say nothing at all
You say it best when you say nothing at all..

The smile on your face
The truth in your eyes
The touch of your hand
Let's me know that you need me..

You say it best when you say nothing at all
You say it best when you say nothing at all..

The test of love is indeed difficult to pass.It's the subtlest ,the most intense and the most demanding feeling that a human can ever develop in his heart.In a way practical, gross and superficial peole are much more happy in this regard. They do not feel anything.It's the sensitive who suffer , and boy they really suffer like crazy.
But lucky are those who get such love in their life . they are the chosen few who are gifted with such treasures by the lord , that he himself menisfests in their life through love.

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