The more I learn, the more I see
The less the world impassions me 
The hungry heart, the roving eye 
 [bad word] to rest, do not apply 
The frantic chase, the crazy ride 
The thrill has gone, I step aside 

I'd believe in anything were it not for you 
Showing me by just existing only this is [bad word] 
I love you, I love you, without question I love you 

The more I want the more I steal 
The more I hold the less is real 
All worldly things I follow blind 
In hope not faith was paid in kind 
The line is drawn, the change is made 
 [bad word] to you, I'm not afraid