I'm caught up in the push and shove The daily grind, burning time, spinning wheels; I wonder what I'm doing here Day to day, year to year, standing still. Somewhere there's a teacher with a heart never quits Staying after school to help some inner-city kids, A mother who's a volunteer, a Soldier in the fight, And I can't help but ask myself when I lay down at night. Did I make a difference in somebody's life? What hurts did I heal? What wrongs did I right? Did I raise my voice in defence of the truth? Did I lend my hand to the destitute? When my race is run, when my song is sung, Will I have to wonder Did I make a difference? Did I make a difference? I've been working hard to make a living And forgetting what true living is. Taking more than giving; something's missing. Lord how long can I go on like this? There's a lonely old man down the street and I should be ashamed, I've never been to see him; I don't even know his name. There's kids without their supper in my own neighbourhood. Will I look back someday and say that I did all I could? Did I make a difference in somebody's life? What hurts did I heal? What wrongs did I right? Did I raise my voice in defence of the truth? Did I lend my hand to the destitute? When my race is run, when my song is sung, Will I have to wonder Did I make a difference? Did I make a difference? When my race is run, when my song is sung, Will I have to wonder Did I make a difference? Did I make a difference? Did I make a difference?