You can buy gifts, but not love. you can pretend to smile, but not happy. you can lie to others, but not to yourself. you can have many friends, but none as sweet as me.
I checked my pocket and I found coins, I checked my wallet and I found rupees, But when I checked my heart, I found a friends like you, And then I realized about my riches!
A rose is always a rose whether it’s in a golden pot, the garden or in a dustbin. Same way, you will always be my friend whether you are in central jail, in zoo or in a lunatic assylum.
You can buy gifts, but not love. you can pretend to smile, but not happy. you can lie to others, but not to yourself. you can have many friends, but none as sweet as me.
I checked my pocket and I found coins, I checked my wallet and I found rupees, But when I checked my heart, I found a friends like you, And then I realized about my riches!
A rose is always a rose whether it’s in a golden pot, the garden or in a dustbin. Same way, you will always be my friend whether you are in central jail, in zoo or in a lunatic assylum.
You can buy gifts, but not love. you can pretend to smile, but not happy. you can lie to others, but not to yourself. you can have many friends, but none as sweet as me.
