Growing up can be a lot of fun 
Learning how to walk, and dance, and run 
I know someone very special, she takes such care 
Tell me what it's like in your wheel-chair. 
You have learned to watch the others play 
Joining in your stationary way 
In your little world of stillness what do you dream? 
Tell me where you go, how does it seem? 
You have taught me more 
Than any book 
I've ever read 
And now I find 
That I refer to you instead. 
You ask me if 
I believe in 
God I say he's someone 
I'm not sure of 
Then you say that's silly of me - he must be there 
Tell me what it's like in your wheel-chair 
Tell me what it's like in your wheel-chair.