Looking through my hotel window
in a third world country.
Yes I'm looking through my hotel window
in a third world country.

The sun is shining the skies are blue
and there's a cool breeze passing through.
The plants are green it's a beautiful scene
seems like a nice place for human beings.
But there's people on the streets, no shoes on their feet
they gotta hustle to get a little food to eat.
I know that things shouldn't be this way
but what can I do, what can I say?

Looking through my hotel window
in a third world country.
Yes I'm looking through my hotel window
in a third world country.

I'm in a thirld world country.
I'm in a thirld world country.
Looking through my window, my window.
Looking through my window
in a third world country.
Looking through my window, my window.
Looking through my window.

There are oh so many problems
and I wish that I could solve them.
But even with inspiration,
right direction and a good intention.
No man is an island so won't somebody give a hand
for the people in the third world.
People on the streets, no shoes on their feet
they gotta hustle to get a little food to eat.
I know that things shouldn't be this way
but what can I do what can I say?

What can I say?
To my people in the third world country.
I'm in a thirld world country.

Looking through my window, my window.
Looking through my window
in a third world.
Looking through my window, my window.
Looking through my window.