What is love but a constant struggle
what’s the heart but the pounding
what are we when the tide is sinking
what is faith I don’t own it

What is love but a constant riddle
what’s the state that I long for
what are we when the mountain’s rising
what is hope I don’t know it

I don’t know it
I don’t know it
I don’t know it

What is love but a constant lesson
I am tired of learning
so I say it will all get better
but inside I don’t know it

It’s starting with a thought
that roots inside your chest
and nothing can survive
when it’s starting to spread

I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know