Offer

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 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 extraordinaire? And 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's seen life as an oyster Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable? And Is it my job to be selfless extraordinaire? And 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 extraordinaire? And And my generosity has me disabled by this My sense of duty to offer Who Who am I to be blue?