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 dead and Who am I to feel spent Look at my health and money And where Where do I go to feel good Why do I still look outside me When clearly I've seen it wont work
Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable Is it my job to be selfless extraordinaire My generosity has me disabled By this my sense of duty to offer
Why Why do I feel so ungrateful Me who is far beyond survival Me who's seen life as an oyster
Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable Is it my job to be selfless extraordinaire 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 Is it my job to be selfless extraordinaire My generosity has me disabled By this my sense of duty to offer
