well your eyes just
haven't been the same Joseph
Are you bad at
dealing with the fame Joseph
There's a pale moonshine
above you
Do you see both sides
do they shove you around
Is the touchstone forcing
you to hide Joseph
Are the rumors
eating you alive Joseph
When the holy night is upon you
Will you do what's right
the position is yours
From the temple walls
to the New York night
Our decisions rest on a child
When she took her stand
Did she hold your hand
Will your faith stand still
or run away
Run away
When they've driven you so far
That you think you're gonna drop
Do you wish you were back there
at the carpenter shop
With the plane and the lathe
The work never drove you mad
You're a maker a creator
Not just somebody's dad
From the temple walls
to the New York night
Our decisions rest on a man
When I take the stand
Will he hold my hand
Will your faith stand still
or run away
And the desert
It's a hell of a place
to find heaven
Forty years lost
in the wilderness
looking for God
And you climb to the top
of the mountain
Looking down on the city
Where you were born
On the years since you left
gave you time
to sit back and reflect
Better you than me
Better you than me
Better you than me yes
Well the holy night is upon you
Better you Better you
Do you see both sides
do they shove you around
Better you than me Joseph
Better you than me
Better you than me
Joseph Joseph Joseph Joseph
Than me
Better you than me
Better you better you better you
Than me
Well your eyes just
haven't been the same
Joseph