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 end?
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 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 see 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 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 my generosity has me disabled
By this my sense of duty to offer

Who
Who am I to be? Ooh