Truth Songtext
von Christopher Cross

We scratch and fight to learn
Where in this heaven, our truth is
(But will the years all burn)
(Before we look where our youth is)


The dove is not distressed
For the truth of why, or when
(Her truth is food, and rest)
(So she can fly again)
(Fly again)

Embarrassed now by all that hair
Young and foolish, we declare
Didn′t know what the game was, still our aim was true
(We took the world and made a fuss)
(But now the world has taken us)
(We are beaten, but we're learning what to do)

The truth (The truth)
The truth (The truth)
We knew it in our youth