If I were a beast I would soon die
Limping,aching,wandering and lone
God has taken from me my own eye
And I suffer for I cannot lie
Even though you cut me to the bone
If I were a beast I would soon die
If I were a bird I could not fly
Soon I would be fodder for the crow
God has taken from me my own eye
The kindness,human love still holds me high
Never am I trodden on when low
If I were a beast I would soon die
Yet when I waken I may feel awry
With no man to whom kisses I might blow
God has taken from me just one eye
Life is lived best when we take it slow
Like a river wandering as it flows
If I were a beast I would soon die
God has taken from me my own eye
How my heart sings 