wut shud i do to prove my love dear,
shud i bring flowers, shud i bring beer
shud i reach the sky and get u some stars,
shud i take u some place where heavens are.
flowers can be bought and so do beer,
stars can't be reached and no heaven here.
but if talking of stars can make me see twinkle in yr eyes,
heaven can be felt somewhere deep inside.
if those flowers smells different,
and beer tastes sweeter to you.
then nothing in the world is needed to prove,
the love between you and me is true.