I sit in my wheelchair and
The plane flies over me
And I pray for them that they
May they be free
I sit in my wheelchair and
The plane flies over me
And I hear them saying,
May they be free.
I sit in my wheelchair and
I roll around the block
And I pray that all those who are under me
May they be free
I sit in my wheelchair and
I roll around the block
And I hear the prayers from beneath asking that I
May they be free
I sit in my wheelchair and
I roll around the block
With my friends
And we think of each other and pray
May we be free.
I sit in my wheelchair
And I pray and meditate
And then I look within my soul
And say, May I be free.