| So much life wasted in love and war |
| Never known how one leads to the other |
| Maybe it’s time for new faith to live by |
| Lay your hands down for a little while |
| Is it too late to change our minds? |
| Hearts are the same, telling and true |
| Just like the fear we hold on to |
| And faith has become our best excuse |
| The world turns toward the sun |
| Indifferent to the things we’ve done, |
| Birds soar across the lines we’ve drawn |
| And they see bridges coming down |
| The road ahead lets go of the past |
| Start building on the good we have |
| Hearts are the same, hopeful and true |
| Ties lost inside the things we choose |
| When somehow faith got confused |
| Maybe it’s time |
| If you look you’ll find our differences lie |
| In between what was and what’s under your lies |
| So if you look you’ll find our difference is life |
| And I wonder if we need new faith to live by |