When I was pure soul with wishes full of sky.
I used to portray them in clay without dime.
I used to run in woods to say hush and standby.
Excited to explore the gifts that God had given me.
Every time birds sang i mimicked the song kukooo.
We were friends back then with nature and it's trails,
Each time I followed one it lead me to yaah! Wohoo!
Every day was adventurous to the top of mountains.
I worried less to live lot as i believed in superstition,
The magic of "you shall ask and you shall receive".
I had a palace back then in the cave with few little men,
With every turn to throne each one used to leave.