Woorden: Half Past Forever. Naive.

Let the weak say, "I am strong"
Let the strong say, "I am weak"
I pray the Lord this life be long
I pray the Lord my soul to keep

Truth be told, I tell the truth
Still I struggle with it told
Can all these "answers" lead to you
Or some imagined pot of gold
I know...

Oh, yeah I know
I don't wanna be
So naive
Just holding on, Just holding on to...

Whispers in the dark say I'm a fool
And simple fools say I'm unwise
To trust in more than golden rules
Or things beyond seen with these eyes
I know...

Love...I'm holding on to love
Love that crossed a bridge I'd never go
Love that holds me close enough to know
And faith enough to know
That I can be naive