Come home and you will see lot of toys, kiddies and teddies, cars and bikes,
Throughout my life, I have played with them; they were my likes and dislikes.
Every now, I walk with my Momma into a shop,
Scourge, rummage and select a toy, till I drop.


I grew up with the toys, and loved them for all their inanimate madness,
But little did I realize that I was becoming more and more reckless.
And today you offered me your heart, so red and so vivacious,
How am I supposed to know what I should do with it, I was never with something so conscious.


And I dropped it, I was careless and I broke it. All I can ask for is forgiveness,
But there aint any heart to forgive me, and I feel inanimate once again with all that sadeness.
Alas what have I done to you when, my life, you tried to beautify,
And why did He let me do that to my life again that I had to crucify!