Every boy wants toys, every girl strives to play
Gone are the days where men would nurture a woman
like a flower that he tends to, in fear that it might blow away
Men who'd fight wars, soldiers who'd always stay in touch
Technology is at its finest, yet communication at its worst
Most that surround test you and wish to tame you down
Keep you to themselves, and claim to the world what they protect
Gone are the days men would create things for women
objects made with love rather than those bought at a store
Money has become the new game, the final goal
It dictates the majority of relationships and so called 'score'
If money is the result of hard earned work for womankind
Then love is the result of hard earned work for mankind
The simple life becomes so complex, universe misunderstands
If it all lies within oneself, then let all be one with humankind
