Lemons on the trees and on the ground... Pompeii in the distance
Fall in love again and again
Fall in love again and again
Fall in love again and again
Fall in love again and again
Fall in love again and again
But also So I
Always on my mind (Every day, every night)
Your star burns so bright (Why did I push you away?)
I was scared sometimes
You had a power like a lightning strike
It's a beloved chand raat (night before Eid) ritual. Friends, cousins, mothers hanging out together and putting henna on each other's hands. I think henna should be as common as doing your nails because it makes your hands look so beautiful.
