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SWETA LEENA PANDA

Rookie - 1 Points (15th June 1991 / Bhubaneswar)

You Only You


You are my life
You are my wealth
You are my everything
You are the reason for which I wanna win
Yes, it’s you
Only you,

Yes, I am telling to you
Can you hear me?
What I am saying

I need you here
I need you in my every life
I need you love
You are my hero & my simulate too
I can't win, I can’t win in the betel field without you
I can’t win this game without you
Without you I feel I am lost, I am vain
I can’t think about a life a day without you
Can you give me a promise to stay with me for forever?

Yes, I am telling to you
Yes, I only need you
can you hear me what I am saying

I Won't run, I won't Fly,
I can't rest, I can't fight
I am nothing without you
only without you

Yes, I am telling to you
Can you hear me what I am saying

I won't soar, I won't climb
I'm paralyzed, I’m so blind
I lost my mind without you,

only without you
You only you
Ohh can you hear me
What I am saying
I am seeing only to you
I need only you
You, you only you

Submitted: Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 28, 2014

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