Ungrateful
1.I can walk barefoot
On a golden field
And still be unfaithful.
Got two agile feet
And a heavy heart,
Which makes me ungrateful.
2.My eyes can perceive
All that life can give,
Yet I only see sorrow.
Today no complain,
Just a bit mundate,
So I think of tomorrow.
3.A bag full of dreams,
No courage at all,
In a story too stable.
Thank God for the trees,
To make them my bed,
Under the sky sable.
