Was it love or recognition   That has healed this man's condition?   Oh, I'm hoping and wishing   That this bird won't fly away      And we can see life hand in hand   The green, the blue, the rock, the sand   And in our time and in our land   We'll savor every day      And oh, how our glory may fade   Fade, well, at least we've learned   Some things along the way      Oh, you took me from my bubble   Knowing my defense was weak   And you sat there and you listened   Anytime I chose to speak      Oh, and you gather from my pleas to you   That I am but a clown   No fear only a hero can defeat   These demons now      And oh, how our glory may fade   Fade, well, at least we've learned   Some tricks of the trade      And as time shall inevitably move on   Well, at least we'll have four strong legs   To stand on to keep us alive