Did I want something too much to have?

Trees r far away from my window

miles, I've never measured

Behind every Why I ask to myself

Did I want something too much to have?

I used to wake up early 

N used to run on empty streets 

Everytime I felt lost n I asked to myself 

Did I want something too much to have?

In every winter fair I saw

Babies cry out in strange fear

Watching filthy crowds I ask to myself

Did I want something too much to have?

Precious n fabulous works of art

They all can be taken on a sale

While admiring the maker I ask to myself

Did I want something too much to have?

People come n people go by

They keep eyes on somewhere else

If caught in an eye I ask to myself

Did I want something too much to have?

Shadows r broken alternative days

Aromas whisper in a bright shower

Thinking rights n wrongs I ask to myself

Did I want something too much to have?

Nobody knows the way to home

Nobody cares for a home I saw them

Digging a fortune n I ask to myself

Did I want something too much to have?

My life grew harder over time

Though I did promised to myself

Counting on Red coins in my pocket I ask  to myself

Did I want something too much to have

Awkward mingling on side stones

They all r from some ghost factory 

I run to reach them but I ask to myself

Did I want something too much to have?

Years go with similar distresses in hall

Hervest Winter Spring Summer Rain n Fall

Juggling some blueprint pebbles I ask to myself

Did I want something too much to have?

Men n women forgot many faces

Many lost identities n many went out of traces

They only come in dreams n I ask to myself

Did I want something too much to have?