(Composição: Michael McDonald e Robben Ford) I'm a father to my children I'm a husband to my wife Seems I been something to somebody Every day of my life This is part of a master plan It don't do much to preserve a man I'd like to see What it feels like to be Nothin' to nobody I'm a keeper to my brother I'm my mama's fair haired boy People, I would rather be nobody's pride and joy No man is an island so they say But if I could go there for just one day I'd like to see What it feels like to be Nothin' to nobody Free as a bird Flyin' south for the winter By the time they miss me I'll be long gone for some people life is just a garden They pick and choose for themselves For me life can be the burdens I have to carry for someone else I'm top dog at my job I do more than others can The boss likes to tell me I'm his right hand man The preacher on Sunday Tells me I'm just another child of God Lord, if you're there and if you care could you see fit to answer my prayer I'd like to see What it feels like to be Nothin' to nobody
