Heard a song on the radio wanting proof, yeah, something to show why God would bother coming back when we killed him off the first time,
Sounds just like what you'd say: "Why would Jesus die anyway, to take away the sins I have' - I'll make them right myself just fine."

I said that I don't understand your point of view,
You say you're open to the change, but it's the last thing that you do,
Instead, you hold to your idea of grace and hope that it will stay, but the truth has come and washed your mask away,
I see your face in the rain.

On a search for the real truth; not faith, no, you just want proof,
Well, if seeing is believing, then what do you hope to find'
You say you search with an open mind, but if it's Christ then never mind,
The logic of your situation doesn't hold it's own.

Think twice before you give me all that attitude,
I'm not saying this for my own sake or some slap of gratitude,
But you've crowned yourself to be a king and then pretend to reign...but in this royalty there's nothing left to gain,
I see your face in the rain.

I can't define what's right and wrong in the context of this song, but there's more to life than just ten lines, whether you live them out or not,
But when you mask it and hide the pain, I see your face staring in the rain,
You know better than that: to be living this way,
Stop living in a masquerade, yeah, yeah,
Will you turn from a face in the rain'

I...I...I...I...I said that I don't understand your point of view,
You say you're open to the change, but it's the last thing that you do,
Instead, you hold to your idea of grace and hope that it will stay, but the truth has come and washed the mask away,
I see your face in the rain.