another hour in another dayi speak in all directions what i think they want to hear me sayanother day becomes a lost and lonely nightand i don't understand why nothing feels rightthen a voice comes echoing in - into the dark and thenthe voice echoes in my headand these are the words it said -CHORUSwhy don't you put down your guardwhy must it be so hardto have a little faith in me, have a little faith in meanother black night becomes another grey dawni'm waking with the feeling i've already done something wrongtrials and errors 'til i make it home againand i'm feeling my resistance wearing paper thin(then a voice)i hear the words - i get out of bedi can't sleep with all this noise in my headi find my feet leading me down the hallwhere i stop - look in the mirror - hanging on the wallthen i recognize the voice i'm giving myself a choicemore trust - a little less doubtis all i've been talking about - talking to myself aboutwhy don't i put down my guardwhy must i make it so hardto have a little faith in me?