You and I came out of a box with tears
and stared at those eyes who vanished all our fears
We crawled, played and danced in another box
with those of whom we shared in our first box

Turning our wounds into wisdom, Oh we hail
it was all a learning experience, we shall never fail
relationships we made sweet or sour slowly to our tiny boxes we pour
but i suppose fate also has a role folks!

Remember, you and I came empty handed but little do we care
"alas, the box of wealth also said all the riches would'nt save our health beware
Ponder, life is too short, time flies, waiting nobody
eventually, we shall return to a dark box living in the thoughts of somebody-aazmao