What good am I if I'm like all the rest, If I just turned away, when I see how you're dressed, If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry, What good am I?
What good am I if I know and don't do, If I see and don't say, if I look right through you, If I turn a deaf ear to the thunderin' sky, What good am I?
What good am I while you softly weep And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep, And I freeze in the moment like the rest who don't try, What good am I?
What good am I then to others and me If I've had every chance and yet still fail to see Bridge: If my hands tied must I not wonder within Who tied them and why and where must I have been
What good am I if I say foolish things And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings And I just turn my back while you silently die, What good am I?