I don't know why I do the things I do.
I hear wise men have a sayin'
To everything there is a reason
If only they could help me out
I'd start believing

I walk that deserted road season after season
Is it because we said our goodbyes there in the distance
Or because the ringing of the church bells give me hope for some reason

Well...
I am told wise men have a saying
To everything there is a reason
If only they could help me out I'd start believing