• I see the way you look at items
    like a person would with their lover
    your eyes big
    your heart small
    And i see the greed all over
    and its like that is all that matters
    when all you seem to see is green
    and all you want are material things
    When you hear the cry of hungry kids
    you run in panic, at the thought of empty pockets
    when you hear the murmurs of the crowd
    saying how proud you must be
    you duck in misery
    when you pass through streets
    and take a peek
    what you will really see
    are people with dreams