We count our blessings with gratitude.
Our vision of the world varies.
We whisperer good wishes for others.
My heart dances in a song.
Brown eyed boys that are kind,
brown eyed man that loves me.
The walls that keep us warm.
Health we can't take for granted.
The journey that is called life.
The freedom that our land has.
The choices that belong to us.
I wish blessings for the afflicted,
I wish blessings for the weak,
I wish the darkness to lift.