this i know we fear our doubt lock it in or shut it out something ugly we must hide but even jesus wept and cried every now and then i fall i m no mister know it all though i walk the narrow way i stumble stop and go astray i couldn t hear you in the storm now i m listening to the breeze i need a solid rock to stand on so give me a hint a sign give me an evidence now people ask me how i know more than a feeling can t let go can t believe in destiny i ve got a better theory someone is behind it all and he hears me when i call someone shed his blood for me still i wonder who is he 