Wish I could lie in the sun
  The same things as anyone
  Wish I could lie down there
  With my feet, high in the air
    I'd have a drink in my hand
  Read words from a newspaper stand
  Wish I could lie in the sun
  Wish I could fly like everyone
    Same things as anyone
  Same things as anyone
    But you burn me up you paint my skin
  In bad designs that ain't even in
    My skin's crawling up the wall
  Into the ocean I'd love to fall
  I hear the sounds but they ain't the same
  As feeling them with you two feet away
    There's always more worse off than me
  Suppose I'm lucky I can even see
  All the people that I'd like to be
  Passing me by everyday in the street
  Same things as anyone
  Same things as anyone
    But you burn me up you paint my skin
  In bad designs that ain't even in
  I got good lungs, got a good heart
  My mind is fit, and my feet can walk
    And here I am in the shade on the street
  Asking people for money to eat
  What did I ever do to deserve this?
  Did I kill a child or something worse?
    Same things as anyone
    What's the reason maybe make you feel
  How much more fortunate you are than me