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