When it's my moment in the sun
oh, how beautiful i'll be
but in a normal sort of way
like i am you and you are me
'cause i have a lot of things to say
and you'd be wise to listen good
i think that hunger, war, and death
are bringin' everybody down
when it's my moment in the sun
i'll share my problems with the world
and pschychosomatically i'll sing
to god and all his pretty girls
when it's my moment in the sun
i won't forget that i am blessed
but every hero walks alone
thinking of more things to confess