Better Than You by Paige

The world is bowing at your feet,
But no not me ill take me I’ll take my seat.
You’re sitting higher than the clouds,
With the world as your humble crowd.
But no not me,
Because you’re not God and that’s what I see.

You sing and laugh and play all day,
While we all work and no one may say…
I know that now your not better than me,
Whoever I may proudly be.

Sometimes I smile and sometimes I cry
While all you do is sit and lie.
You dance so fluently but like a child.
The work out here, though is so darn wild.
But no your not better than me,
Whoever I may proudly be.

So we all sing a song,
Terrible, off tune and yet in the field is were we belong.
Are fingers are not painted,
And our cars may be tainted.
Our dreams may be so small to you;
But good and the bad is what we do.
But no your not better than me,
Whoever I may proudly be.