Who Who am I to be blue Look at my family and fortune Look at my friends and my house
Who Who am I to feel deadend Who am I to feel spent Look at my health and my money
And where Where do I go to feel good Why do I still look outside me When clearly I�ve seen it won�t work
Is it my calling to keep on when I�m unable And is it my job to be selfless extraordinary And my generosity has me disabled By this my sense of duty to offer
And why Why do I feel so ungrateful Me who is far beyond survival Me who see life as an oyster
Is it my calling to keep on when I�m unable And is it my job to be selfless extraodinary And my generosity has me disabled By this my sense of duty to offer
And how How dare I rest on my laurels How dare I ignore an outstretched hand How dare I ignore a third world country
Is it my calling to keep on when I�m unable And is it my job to be selfless extraodinairy And my generosity has me disabled By this my sense of duty to offer