If I can hold your hand
and stare at the moonless sky
above the swirling haze of streetlights
fleeting glimpse of the stars
when the cloud lifts its veils
and greets the night
If we can convey
What we feel, through the silence of the night
and, see in each other\'s eyes
the look of contentment of a baby sleeping
and, no sadness for the time gone by
If I can hold you in my arms
and, whisper how sorry was I
for all the wrong I had done
and, look at the smile touch your eyes
If I can hear, your soothing voice
\'the wrongs they were vexing
but, I knew you loved me from inside
let us blow the ifs like bubbles in the wind
and watch them disappear into the night\'