The other day I was feeling sorry for myself
And thought life owed me more than I'd found
Then I saw a man with a little girl in the park
They were feedin' the birds gathered round
At first everything seemed okay
Then the cold chill skimmed over me
When I heard the little girl
Say daddy do the birds know I can't see
As I watched her feed the birds she seemed so gay
And she waved when she heard them fly away
Then she turned her little face up toward the sky
And said daddy can a blind bird fly
And then I held my head a little higher
And the sun seemed to shine a little brighter
There's so many worse than me cause you're one you're born to be
It took a vision of blindness to make me see
Then her daddy told her of things she couldn't see
Like the blue skies and green colored trees
Then of breeze touched her soften to her skin
And she said daddy what color is the wind
And then I held my head a little higher
It took a vision of blindness to make me see
