There are gonna be those who taunt and raves.As I give life from pain.
There are gonna be those who hate to see me succeed
Those who hates to see me breathe
Those who hate my light
Who hates my sight
Who hates to see me try
Try to remove my good from the sky
Without a reason why
And never would I sigh
Where there is not a reason
Everything has its season
And I'll only sigh
When the rays pierce the sky
With a purpose