I have my ears to
Hear what people say
I have my eyes to
See the suffering
I have a brain to
Use it every day
But who are you?

I have a nose to
Smell the sweetest things
I have my feelings
To feel the summer wind
I have my own taste
To decide what i would like
But who are you?

I’m just the weatherman
I make the sun and rain and the colourful rainbow
I am a lucky man
I can freeze my pain if I feel that way.

I have my own way
To go against your will
I’m able to dream
Of mountains full of cream
I shall have my wish
That all my [bad word] [bad word] But who are you?