To give... is the reason I live
To give all... I can give
In return... for the life... that I earn
I was born... as a part of the plan
With a heart of a man
With a will to survive
And I believe... everything on this Earth
Having meaning and worth
Made of concrete and air... is to share
And to feel... justified I exist
To be spry on the list
Of someone... with a place... in the sun
Here I stand... reaching out for the sky
Till the day that I die
I must give all I can
When I go... I'll go out empty hand
Leaving dust to the man
Just the soul I have found... leaves the ground