what good am i if i m like all the rest if i just turn 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 straight through you if i turn a deaf ear to the thundering 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 what good am i then to others and me if i ve had every chance and yet still fail to see with 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 what good am i what good am i 