Believe (Furler, Joel) as i lay me down where do i begin so simply complicated the voice within i hear it singing so clear invisible like the sound of the wind we all know you are there i just believe i just believe it and sometimes i don't know why i gotta go with my gut again on this one not just a feeling it's the reason we know a line is crooked 'cause we know what's straight that little voice inside as i lay me down i confess i'm a fool for you no more, no less and in this world turning gray strikes a chord when i say there is black, there is white there is wrong and there is right there is no alibi if it's not the truth it's....?? falling for the truth again not by the wisdom of a man or a machine the evidence of things unseen the more you look the more you'll see if there's ever been a time it's now i hear that still small voice inside.