I can only hope That everything you tell me is righteous Because I cannot see it all. I can only inherit it for my own safety. With no revelation of what this all means I'll keep believing there is something And only hope that I am living life with a meaning. But who are you? Who are you, god? What am I looking for? Am I afraid to search so I can keep my image clean? Or should I cross this line, because I feel so alone? I'm only feeling alone. Am I the only one who feels like I'm living a perceived lie? With no revelation of what this all means I'll keep believing there is something And I can hope I'm living life with a meaning Or am I living life for nothing?