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.