When you rush around in hopeless circles Searching ev'rywhere for something true You're a t When all the "make believe" is through
When you set aside your childhood heroes And your dreams are lost up on a shelf You're a t the age of not believing And worst of all you doubt yourself
You're a castaway where no one hears you On a barren isle in a lonely sea Where did all the happy endings go? Where can all the good times be?
You must face the age of not believing Doubting ev'rything you ever knew Until at last you start believing There's something wonderful... Truly wonderful in you