text: Im a little boy with glasses, the one they call the geek
  A little girl who never smiles
  Cause I have got braces on my teeth
  And I know how it feels to cry myself to sleep
  Im that kid on every playground whos always chosen last
  A single teenage mother tryin to overcome my past
  You dont have to be my friend but is it too much to ask?
  Dont laugh at me, dont call me names
  Dont get your pleasure from my pain
  In Gods eyes were all the same
  Someday well all have perfect wings, dont laugh at me
  Im the beggar on the corner youve passed me on the street
  And I wouldnt be out here beggin if I had enough to eat
  And dont think I dont notice that our eyes never meet
  Dont laugh at me, dont call me names
  Dont get your pleasure from my pain
  In Gods eyes were all the same
  Someday well all have perfect wings, dont laugh at me
  Im fat, Im thin
  Im short, Im tall
  Im deaf, Im blind
  Hey, arent we all?
  Dont laugh at me, dont call me names
  Dont get your pleasure from my pain
  In Gods eyes were all the same
  Someday well all have perfect wings, dont laugh at me
  Well Im fat, Im thin
  Im short, Im tall
  Im deaf, Im blind
  In a way were all
  Im black, Im white
  And I am brown
  Im Jewish, Im Christian
  And Im a Muslim
  Im gay, Im lesbian
  Im American Indian
  Im very, very young
  Im quite aged
  Im quite well fed
  Im very, very poor
  Dont laugh at me, dont call me names
  Dont get your pleasure from my pain
  In Gods eyes were all the same
  Someday well all have perfect wings, dont laugh at me
  My country, tis of thee, oh, sweet land of liberty
  It is of thee, that I sing