Classic times

A strange spell casted over me,
For nothing more than classics fascinated me more,
Laying with a empty stomach,
Waiting for my dinner,
That delicious stomach filling food,
Enjoying the classic on the tv,
Pitch darkness out,
For this laying in this illuminated light,
Watching the lame musical ads,
A smile on my face,
Kinda funny are the ol tyms,
When there was no light,
We lay in open,
Under the stary dark sky,
No tension,no worry,
Yet how some things make us realize of the ol tyms,
No inverter,no tata sky,
No jingalala,hahaha,
No broken heart,only bruised wounds,
No money eating prices,
For lovely days they were. . . . .