Ever since the day,
my senses I bore,
Life has always been,
A little more.
When dad told stories
from his folklore
I always wanted to hear
A little more.
When I used to play
and mom called to do the chore,
I would call out and say,
Just, a little more.
Then I grew up,
wanted to do so many things.
but I had to study,
always, a little more.
When results came out
and i looked at my score,
A thought came to mind,
if only, I had studied,
Just, a little more.
Then I fell in love,
with the most beautiful girl
The apple of my eye,
more precious than a pearl.
She always had to go early,
reach home by four,
And I would sigh,
wanting her to stay with me,
Just, a little more.
Had a dream to earn enough,
and live on the sea shore,
But then I got the paycheque,
always wanting,
a little more.
Thus I went through the years,
chasing my dream,
eluding me forevermore,
Always pushing myself by saying,
Just a little more.
And today Death is standing,
waiting at the door.
But I, I want to live,
just, a little more.
