May be I am fat
May be I walk with a jerk in my knee
But still I am me
May be I live in dreamland all day
May be the cottony clouds are all that I can see
Yet I am me
May be I dont understand a word of geography and history
Yet I am me
There may be millions of stars twinkling in your sky
Sone low, some high
I am happy in my own flickering light
I may not be the brightest of the bright
Yet, I am there in a quiet corner of the sky
Saying hello to the clouds that flit by
A star with a small candle to help you see
Though not millions, but I do help some weary travellers to find their destination
For that, I am happy to be me