I am greatful
I wonder if the next day will be as good as the last
I hear the wind whispering in my ear, "You should be happy with what you have."
I want everyone to have roof over their head
I am greatful

I pretend the world has no flaws
I feel the need for each homeless child
I touch my bed and know I am rich
I cry cry for each starving child
I am greatful

I understand the hopes and dreams of parents for their children
I dream the one day everyone will be as happy as me
I try not to want more, but sometimes it just cannot be helped
I hope everyone will one day have what they need
I am greatful