Looking through my hotel window
In a third world country
Yes I'm looking through my hotel window
In a third world country
The sun is shining the skies are blue
And there's a cool breeze passing through
The plants are green it's a beautiful scene
Seems like a nice place for human beings
But there's people on the streets, no shoes on their feet
They gotta hustle to get a little food to eat
I know that things shouldn't be this way
But what can I do, what can I say?
There are oh so many problems
And I wish that I could solve them
But even with inspiration
Right direction and good intention
No man is an island so won't somebody give a hand
For the people in the third world
There's people on the streets, no shoes on their feet
They gotta hustle to get a little food to eat
I know that things shouldn't be this way
But what can I do what can I say?