Was he a poet turned

Radical politician

Trying to start a revolution

A preacher on a mission

Talkin bout fishing

In a new kind of kingdom

Or a small town wannabe tired

Of carpentry

Carving out a little fame

John or Elijah, teacher,

Messiah

Or just someone trying to

Make a name

Could the one we know as

Mary's son

Be the long awaited Holy One



So you're a cynic

Oh, well I get it

It's hard to trust what you

Can't see

You've been broken

How can you hope in

Or believe in a mystery

Oh, you oughta know, gotta

Know where you stand

Who do you say that I am



Who do you say that I am



Two thousand years counting,

The question's still mounting

The answer's still

A mustard seed

Science can't prove it,

Critics accuse it

Of being a crutch for the weak

And the leper's still leaping,

The blind man seeing

Is just a nice fairy tale

Fact or fiction, are we all

Just wishin'

On pennies down in a well

While you're weary wrestling

With the truth



Could the truth be reaching

Out to you



So you're a cynic

Oh, well I get it

It's hard to trust what you

Can't see

You've been broken

How can you hope in

Or believe in a mystery

Oh, you oughta know, gotta



Know where you stand

Who do you say that I am

Who do you say that I am



Though they question if I'm

Just a man

Still the answer is who you say

That I am



So you're a cynic

Oh, well I get it

It's hard to trust what you

Can't see

You've been broken

How can you hope in

Or believe in a mystery

All of your questions

Just keep you guessing

When all you want is to be free

Oh you oughta know, gotta

Know where you stand

Who do you say that i am

Oh you oughta know, gotta

Know where you stand

Who do you say that i am

Who do you say that i am

Who do you say that i am