At the start of each day it is just me...
Alone in a room.
I have no eagle feathers, no honor song has been
sung for me and
There is no recognition for my caring for the homeless
and hungry maybe
I am only good at the little things well
My life is nothing pretty that is why
I hope I can sleep peacefully tonight the bottom line is
At the end of the day it is just me...
Alone in a room.