Who do we say that he is, with our lives?
who do we say that he is, in the words we say?
who do we say that he is, for the little eyes
watching you and me?

where have we gone with his heart, with our lives?
where have we gone with his heart, in the words we say?
where have we gone with his heart, for the little eyes
watching you and me?

we just can't wash our hands of this and walk away
and blame the ones before us 'cause it's easier to say
than to listen to his heart beating for the coming age

so let the hands go up around the world in surrender
and let the voices echo out a new sound
so the ones who come behind us
will follow in his name and see the greatness of his renown

who will we say that he is, with our lives?
who will we say that he is, in the words we say?
who will we say that he is, for the little eyes
watching you and me?

we just can't wash our hands of this and walk away
and blame the ones before us 'cause it's easier to say
than to listen to his heart beating for the coming age

so let the hands go up around the world in surrender
and let the voices echo out a new sound
so the ones who come behind us
will follow in his name and see the greatness of his renown

we are a doorway and window to the truth
we have one passage of time
what will we say then?
how will we live?
this burning passion is a gift

so let the hands go up around the world in surrender
and let the voices echo out a new sound
so the ones who come behind us
will follow in his name and see the greatness of his renown

so let the hands go up around the world in surrender
and let the voices echo out a new sound
so the ones who come behind us
will follow in his name and see the greatness of his renown

so let the hands go up around the world in surrender
and let the voices echo out a new sound
so the ones who come behind us
will follow in his name and see the greatness of his renown