Oh Lord, it gets so complicated,
Oh Lord, I don't know what to do,
God, it looks so hopeless, but I know it isn't true.

What is this that gives me hope in the middle of the night, makes me run to you'
What is this that lights my way through the hours of the day'
Tell me what to do.

Oh Lord, they say that I don't know you,
Oh Lord, they say I am deceived,
God, you told me different; I had no choice but to believe.

What is this that gives me hope in the middle of the night, makes me run to you'
What is this that lights my way through the hours of the day'
Tell them that it's...

Oh, they make you look so foolish,
Oh, they make you out the fool,
God, it looks so hopeless, oh, but I know it isn't true.

What is this that gives me hope in the middle of the night, makes me run to you'
What is this that lights my way through the hours of the day'
Tell me that it's true,
What is this that gives me hope in the middle of the night, makes me run to you'
What is this that lights my way through the hours of the day'
Tell me that it's you.

Tell them, tell me.