Have you run from your conscience?
You are a half-breed believer
You do not know where you belong
You cannot decide
Who is right and who is wrong

Find the human being inside you
That is where you will begin
It is the easy road
And the right one
It will help you carry the load

Whether cheap robes and scarves
And a beaten brow
Or summer dresses
And a Kentucky wide-brim
The truth cares not who it caresses

You could not decide what to believe
So believe in me
And what I tell you today
Is that you need no one
Except that from which you ran away