Believe

(Furler, Joel)
as i lay me down
where do i begin
so simply complicated
the voice within


i hear it singing so clear
invisible like the sound of the wind
we all know
you are there


i just believe
i just believe it
and sometimes i don't know why
i gotta go with my gut again on this one


not just a feeling
it's the reason
we know a line is crooked
'cause we know what's straight
that little voice inside


as i lay me down
i confess
i'm a fool for you
no more, no less


and in this world turning gray
strikes a chord when i say
there is black,
there is white
there is wrong
and there is right


there is no alibi
if it's not the truth it's....??


falling for the truth again


not by the wisdom of a man
or a machine


the evidence of things unseen


the more you look
the more you'll see


if there's ever been a time it's now
i hear that still small voice inside.