Good Old Days

I wish I could go back in time
Way back in my childhood

Where I was unaware of the world full of crimes

Where everything seemed good.

Those were the good old days, 

Before people were addicted to the money craze

Money was never a problem back then

As every need of ours was fulfilled by our parents

Now we’re here, reminiscing the memories 

Of the time which was heavenly. 

How we sneeked out cleverly

Just to run outside and play. 

Those were the good old days. 

Now I pity the human race

Everybody I see is running 

Behind fame and money 

Don’t know where this will lead

We’re confusing our needs with our greed. 

Now all I want is 

to go back in time to the good old days.