Don't we all want to know where we go when we die?
Is it just dust to dust or a home in the sky?
Does it make a difference how we live our lives?
Does it matter?
Can anybody say? Is there a way to do it right?
Do we live for tomorrow or just make it through the night?
When do we surrender? When do we fight
For something better?
When nobody's listening, what do you want to say?
What thoughts are you thinking in the quiet of the day?
Who do you want to be, when nobody's watching?
'Cause it's hard to see clear through the fear in our hearts.
Isn't it how we live in spite of it that shows us who we are;
The choices that we make, stumbling in the dark
For the light switch?
When nobody's listening, what do you want to say?
What thoughts are you thinking in the quiet of the day?
And who do you want to be, when nobody's watching?
And if there's nobody up there looking down on us all
And no one to judge us if we fly or if we fall, then
Who do you want to be, when nobody's watching?
Who do you want to be, when nobody's watching?