Is Sorrow A Drop On My Finger?

Verse 1

Is sorrow a drop on my finger

After it rolls down from my eye?

Is it something I can’t remember

Or lovers that still pass me by?

Come on and tell me

Where’d it all come from?

Verse 2

Is the human heart an organ

Or a soul encased within us?

Does their complex combination

Have to be so preposterous?

Come on and tell me;

Where’d it all come from?

Chorus 1

You say either way,

I guess we’ll find out at the grave

But all your wandering don’t seem to move you

From that same place

Where you wish you had the faith,

The faith of a child that once believed

Verse 3

Have we gone and seared out conscience?

Was it even there in the first place?

If there is a truth to be found,

Why have we gone astray?

(Why have we run away?)

And where [are] we gonna go?

Where [are] we gonna go?

Chorus 2

Either way,

I guess we’ll find out at the grave

But all your wandering don’t seem to move you

From that same place

Where you wish you had the faith,

The faith of a child that once believed

Chorus 3

Oh, either way, you say

I guess we’ll find out at the grave

But all your wandering don’t seem to move you

From that same place

Where you wish you had the faith,

The faith of a child that once believed