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       Chorus    I just believe    I just believe it    and sometimes i dunno 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       this is not preference or    a taste that disagrees       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