There was a piece of a song I heard the other day   Some words I heard this singer say   Something in me loved the way that it sounded   When he said how he wanted to stand   Stand and be counted      Now, sometimes I talk to myself in the early dawn   Before all the fragments of my dreams are gone   Things you don't know why your mind held on to   Or else sometimes you know more than you want to      Stand and be counted, stand on the truth   Stand on your honor, stand and be counted      And I wonder who that kid was, standing brave and trim   And I hear myself breathe and I know that I was him   Defender of the poor and those who can not speak   I thought I'd be standing by the dam trying to stop the leak      Stand and be counted, stand on the truth   Stand on your honor, stand and be...      So concerned with matters of the heart   And knowing the millennium was just about to start   And knowing that somehow we could make a difference      I want to stand alone in front of the world and that oncoming tank   Like that Chinese boy that we all have to thank   He showed us in a picture that I have mounted   Exactly what it means to stand and be counted      Stand and be counted, stand on the truth   Stand on your honor, stand and be...   Stand and be counted, stand on the truth   Stand on your honor