I have two hands
I have two feet
I should be dancing to a happy beat
To be thankful for what is mine
For my eyes, my ears, my voice
For the fact that I have free choice
I spend all my time deep in despair
For my soul in need of repair
All I see are ugly gray clouds
The world seems to be covered by a dark shroud
All I see is darkness and despair
And no one in the world seems to care