As i lay me down
  where do i begin
  so simply complicated
  the voice within
  i hear it singing so clear
  invisible like the sound of the wind
  we all know
  you are there
  i just believe
  i just believe it
  and sometimes i don't know why
  i gotta go with my gut again on this one
  not just a feeling
  it's the reason
  we know a line is crooked
  'cause we know what's straight
  that little voice inside
  as i lay me down
  i confess
  i'm a fool for you
  no more, no less
  and in this world turning gray
  strikes a chord when i say
  there is black,
  there is white
  there is wrong
  and there is right
  there is no alibi
  if it's not the truth it's....??
  falling for the truth again
  not by the wisdom of a man
  or a machine
  the evidence of things unseen
  the more you look
  the more you'll see
  if there's ever been a time it's now
  i hear that still small voice inside.