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