This 'song' came to me while driving, back in 2002, and my companion wrote it down as it 'came to me' but it wasn't finished. Then when back home, a friend came to visit and I told her about this unfinished song. We went down town and were in a local store and she was in the book section and she said, come here Kay, and there was a book there by that exact name. So of course I bought the book and then the rest of the words 'came to me'...one of those spooky/cool, du du du things...have been trying to find someone to record it but no luck so far, just thought you all would like to see it...kay
Who Do You Think You Are?
Turn around,
Put your foot on the ground,
Hold your hand out to the stars.
Who do you think,
Who do you think,
Who do you think you are?
Do you think that you’re a body,
A mind without a soul,
Parts with many pieces,
Nothing to make you whole.
Who do you think,
Who do you think,
Who do you think you are?
“What” you are is Money,
“What” you are is success.
“What” you are is anything else,
you think is happiness.
Who do you think,
Who do you think,
Who do you think you are?
Do you think that you’re a president,
A lawyer,or a nurse,
Do you think you are a gardener,
Digging in the dirt.
Who do you think,
Who do you think,
Who do you think you are?
Have you found 'your happy',
Is peace down in your soul,
or are you smarter then anyone else,
Lost, out of control.
Who do you think,
Who do you think,
Who do you think you are?
What do you teach your children,
Is it love, hate or fear,
When it’s time to hold them,
Do you draw them near?
Who do you think,
Who do you think,
Who do you think you are?
“Who” is not a body,
“Who” is a whole,
“Who” is part of everyone else,
All the world can hold.
Who do you think,
Who do you think,
Who do you think you are?
Listen in the stillness
And your eyes will see,
Surrender, cease to struggle,
Your “who” will set you free.
Who do you think,
Who do you think,
Who do you think you are?
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