When I was young I played so carefree,
That the life seemed so hassle free.
The friends with whom I used to hold my arm,
We used to run till the end of the farm.
Everything seemed to be so dreamy,
When I saw the clouds go gently by me,
And that golden ray of sunlight striking my hair
Making me feel joy and to not care
The younger me had seen such a beautiful life
That I still remember that pure smile.
Today, things are not the same as before.
As those moments are now a part of your memory.
In this world full of hassle,
The kid is somewhere lost within you,
Do talk to him regularly,
Because that kid is still there within you.
