They tell me that the bees don't make honey anymore
Then what am I supposed to tell you?
They tell me that the ocean is tired of her shores
Then tell me what am I supposed to tell you?When I can tell you anything
But the truth
I can tell you anything
But the truthWhat happens to an eagle's nest in a storm
How does the mama keep the baby warm
Wind is telling us that it's time
And what if we're not ready to flyWell, I can tell you anything
But the truth
I can tell you anything
But the truthTree tops they touch the ground
In the morning walk with no sound
Hear no birds, hear no planes
Through the mud, feel the clayBuild it up, make it sing
Make it strong, give it wingsBut I can tell you anything
But the truth
But I can tell you anything
But the truthWhat is this place? Who am I?
Why did we come here?
What is this place? Who am I?
Why did we come here?I don't know, I don't know
But I don't know that we're meant to know
I don't know, I don't know
But I don't know that we're meant to know