Wait

I lost my faith when I was young I'd clench my fist and bite my tongue I leave a wake from all the things that I had done 'Cause there wouldn't be a thing when I moved on And then I said, "Wait Are our bodies really piles of dirt? And is the soul just a metaphor? I keep my eyes from looking too far up I fear that there is a Heaven above" I stood in lines to bow my head I'd fold my hands and speak in tongues to whisper worries to the dead But I could tell no apparition heard a single word I said But I'd still call my fear into the air And then I said, "Wait Is my body really part of the Earth? And is there blood running through my veins? I'll know when I turn to dust But I fear the answer isn't enough So, will I ever know Heaven or Hell? Or is eternity something worse? I keep my eyes from looking too far up I fear that there is a Heaven above" (Heaven above, Heaven above) I wanna give it up I wanna give it up I wanna give it up But I just need it too much "Wait, is my body really part of the Earth? And is there blood running through my veins? I'll know when I turn to dust But I fear the answer isn't enough So, will I ever know Heaven or Hell? Or is eternity something worse? I keep my eyes from looking too far up" A fear that there is a Heaven above A fear that there is a Heaven above A fear that there is a Heaven above I hope there's not a Heaven above