I'm lost and I'm found Differences abound; I'm weak and I'm strong to be a part, oh "to belong" I'm short and I'm tall will the last facade fall? I'm light and I'm dark the contrast is stark; I'm joy and I'm pain what is to be our gain? I sink and I swim pour the glass of gin; I lose and I win can't we all be put in? I'm lost and I'm found ... I'm losing ground I'm cruel, but I'm kind I want peace of mind.