Inside my mind there is a windmill
Going round and round without a still
High and low, up and down
Black and white and grey...
Such a layout makes me frown
Angel yes I see your lovely face
Full of peace, joy and grace
Gratitude shown everyday
Encounter people nice and gay
Showing them light for a correct way
Suddenly night falls without a sign
Devil creep into my mind
Life is meant to be self centred
None of my business why bother
What's the point being good to others
This day I come to see
People in sorrow, crying and dying
Among those suffering - why me
When one lives in this world
None could be absolutely free
Tortures and hatres make man a living hell
I recognise
Treating people nice and gentle
Rejecting devil welcoming angel
Makes me feel really well.