Is there anybody listening?
To the truth that is spilling from our mouths
And how can we hear one another
When we are all
Speaking at once?
Sing, sing, sing
Lord, are you really up there?
Forgive me for coloring outside the lines
And old man what is your judgement
The wisdom is in your time
Buy me my ticket home
Buy me my ticket home
Buy me my
Buy me my ticket home
So Lord, if I may a question
If it means so much
Why not a second time around?
And if you were to ask me
And I was to tell you
This would be the soundtrack
Of our lives
This will be the soundtrack
Of our lives
This will be the soundtrack
Of our lives
This will be the soundtrack
Of our lives
