There was a time
When friends were our world
When eating was our favourite job
When watching dreams was a hobby
When happiness was a habit
When love was a fantasy
When tears were a feeling
When health was actually wealth
When killing time was so easy
There is a time
When friends are just memories
When eating food is irregular routine
When watching dreams is a luxury
When happiness is a privilege
When love is not practicality
When tears are just salty water drops
When your wealth shows on your health
When time kills us so easily
There will be a time.....
