When the pressure's building for a great white hope And the pressure's building 'til it takes you whole Can you go back on your own word? See the way we all run When we know it all off by heart Do you give up things you love? Why don't you tell me What

If all these words you speak of meant a thing I'd take back all the lines against you that I sing But I know that there's nothing real inside Your heart's invested in feeding everyone lies I've seen so many of you come and go, That's 'cause your in it

All I have is a song Oh you know I ain't complainin' 'Cause I can tell, lord its just your plan So I thank you for what I have And that's a song These ol' white lines on the highway Lord its all I know Seems like I've been out all my life But I just

I wonder who I am Reflections offer nothing I wonder where I stand I'm afraid of myself Running outside the Nazca Lines You know I see you all in white Hoping you'll grow the fruitful vines An array to give us life Violence born within my mind

All of this doubt We get to work it out When you don't know where you belong I'm the one who turns you on And nothin' seems to matter Day and night black and white You take it all for granted I'm the one who's holding on It's alright to be wrong