Twenty-one years old and a baby age four
Six o'clock every morning she is through the door
A job barely above minimum wage she cherish
Without it her family would surely perish
She doesn't stop to think about the man asleep
A Stay-At-Home Dad that she must keep
Or the house work that will surely stay
Where it is at until the end of her day

A wealthy man of high means he is in his mind
To him companionship is not hard to find
So why is his home so lonely and drear
Why is there no special someone to care
No one to fix a crook tie with a kiss
Just another pretty face; one moment of bliss
Then he is all alone yet he says he is a player
As he whispers to Loneliness, "shut you betrayer"

A family of four with all the earthly treasures
Parties, friends and endless pleasures
They share the same address and name
And their lifestyle is published for fame
But they are strangers to each other
Two children who has never hugged their mother
Never been rocked by their jetsetting father
Never loved as sister and brother

Failures all are they and knows it not
They have learnt to satisfy with what they've got
Fighting to hold on to the wind as it rushes by
Might have been more successful if they try
Because they are all standing in quick sand
They just don't see or understand
Until they have recognized their failures
The will never learn to appreciate their true values