I think I'm serving others through my actions.                                                                                             I'm right, but I'm wrong.                                                                                                                                                              I think I'm soothing them with my words.                                                                                               I'm right, but I'm wrong.                                                                                                                              I know a simple smile can make another's day grow bright!                                                              Again,                                                                                                                                                     I'm right, but I'm wrong.                                                                                                                       The helping that I'm doing makes my gentle frame grow strong.                                                         The words that I am stringing help my spirit carry on.                                                                          And last but most important to my happiness each day,                                                                          is the brightness I am given by a smile come back my way.                                                                And so I guess my vision is a selfish one indeed,                                                                          Because I hope to give my help to others still in need.                                                                  Always.       


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