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And a father who taught us that we should All love one another, We go to church on Sunday, In a little green hyundai, Have some grape juice and crackers, Then we start again on Monday And its all fine, and its all well, I really want to find what I believe for myself, Cause when youre gone, And Im still here, I wont have you to tell me that I should be there Im tired of making excuses(oh oh oh), Need to decide for myself What if I stumble? What if I fall? When Im on my way to You, What if I need You? Who do I call? How do I know Ill get through? Because I dont wanna ride the fence anymore. I wanna stand up, and shout it, And let it be known I have 2 fathers, and a sister and a brother, And a mother who taught us that we should All do unto others, My homeroom teacher, always talks about her preacher And she says she talks to God, But I dont know if I believe her And its all fine, and its all well, I really want to find what I believe for myself, Cause when youre gone, And Im still here, I wont have you to tell me that I should be there Im tired of making excuses(oh oh oh), Need to decide for myself What if I stumble? What if I fall? When Im on my way to You, What if I need You? Who do I call? How do I know Ill get through? Because I dont wanna ride the fence anymore. I wanna stand up, and shout it, And let it be known And you can tell me, That I cant make a difference cause Im just one, But one is all it takes to start it And you can tell me, That I cant change the world, Because Im too young, But I wont stand here and be your target And you can push me, And try to knock me down, but I wont listen, Cause Ive got nothing left to lose and, You can hate me, for everything Im not, But it wont change this, Cause now that Im here, Im not moving Im tired of making excuses(oh oh oh), Need to decide for myself What if I stumble? What if I fall? When Im on my way to You, What if I need You? Who do I call? How do I know Ill get through? Because I dont wanna ride the fence anymore. I wanna stand up, and shout it, And let it be known |