Not a big name
Written in the stars
No fancy houses
No flash cars;
Fame and fortune
Poor bedfellows,
Winds of change blow
Through ghostly bellows;
Collecting wealth
Greedy obsessions,
Self-centred ways
Vast depressions;
Grasping and groping
Aquiring from birth,
Never really knowing
Their true worth;
Don\'t give me money
Don\'t regard me above,
For my peace of mind
Just give me love.