Lirieke: Martyn Joseph. Other. Treasure The Questions.

Locked in my heart there's a child

Knocking the door to get out

Asking the questions that hurt and

Sometimes there's a question of doubt

I can't pretend that it's easy

I can't pretend that I win

When your search in this life is over

That's when the struggle begins




And if I don't find out the search is not in vain

And if I don't find out I

Treasure the questions as they rage in my mind

I treasure the questions some day I will find

I ran out of answers such a long time ago

And I treasure the questions wherever I go



Searching Sahara's of sorrow

Trying to understand why

But the journey has brought me so much closer

I don't have to stand here and lie

Over and over I cried in the darkness

Over and over to see

The crime is to sit and not wonder

Renewing my mind set me free



And if I don't find out the search is not in vain

And if I don't find out I

Treasure the questions as they rage in my mind

I treasure the questions some day I will find

I ran out of answers such a long time ago

And I treasure the questions wherever I go