Old man Wrigley lived in that white house   Down the street where I grew up   Momma used to send me over with things   We struck a freindship up   I spent a few long summers out on his old porch swing.      Says he was in the war when in the navy   Lost his wife, lost his baby   Broke down and asked him one time   How ya keep from going crazy   He said I'll see my wife and son in just a little while   I asked him what he meant   He looked at me and smiled, said.      Chorus:   I raise my hands, bow my head   I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red   They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see   Oh, I believe.      Few years later I was off at college    Talkin' to mom on the phone one night   Getting all caught up on the gossip   The ins and outs of the small town life   She said, oh by the way son, old man Wrigley's died.      Later on that night, I laid there thinkin' back   Thought 'bout a couple long-lost summers   I didn't know whether to cry or laugh   If there was ever anybody deserved a ticket to the other side   It'd be that sweet old man who looked me in the eye, said.      Chorus:   I raise my hands, bow my head   I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red   They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see      I can't quote the book   The chapter or the verse   You can't tell me it all ends   In a slow ride in a hearse   You know I'm more and more convinced   The longer that I live   Yeah, this can't be   No, this can't be   No, this can't be all there is.      Chorus   When I raise my hands, bow my head   I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red   They tell me that there's more to life than just what i can see   I believe.   Oh, I   I believe.      I believe.   I believe.   I believe.   I believe...