It's the moment of truth When you're alone you ask yourself What are you searching for Deep in the night a dream is born One that you can't ignore If you think you can find the passion And you're ready to take a chance If you really believe you can make

Home now, I'm home now But I'm home now And I'm one of those lucky ones I've been roaming round the lost and found One more mile in my shoes Spoke my hearts when I had the mind to Lost my way, trying to find truth Cross my heart and I hope to make it

Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honesty is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you If you search for tenderness It isn't hard to find You can have the love you need to live But if you look for truthfulness You might just as

I open my eyes, each morning I rise To find the truth I know that is there It's my freedom I'm lucky to breathe, I'm lucky to feel, I'm glad to wake up, I'm glad to be here With all of this world, and all of it's pain, All of it's lies, and all of its

I'm on my way back home Take the hand Guide the way Find the truth Take your heart into your hand To tempt the fool into the mine Let loose the snake with antidote

I believe (I believe) I raise my hands, bow my head I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

As I follow you, where will you lead me In the moment you die Why do we owe anyone repentance, repentance We don't owe, we don't owe Question, all that you knew Question, It's how you'll find the truth Question, question It will only make you stronger To

Seeking no truth winning is all Find it so grim so true so real The ultimate in vanity Exploiting their supremacy I can't believe the things you say Justice is lost justice is raped Justice is gone Pulling your strings Justice is done I can't believe I

Liar, liar! Why on earth won't tell the truth? Can't nobody see the lie of you? We need to find a way... Well, we are who we are, and we're all going under When the past with the last and will last until under But at least I'll find, we'll all find out

Oh Lord, when will the road run out I'm on the road but I'm in doubt And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace If I stand to lose from winning To find the truth I'm willing To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days The good ol' days