What makes you touch?
What makes you feel?
What makes you stop and smell the roses in an open field?

What makes you unclean?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, Yeah

Yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah, Yeah

Yeah, Yeah



What makes you laugh?

What makes you cry?

What makes our youth run

From the thought that we might die?

What makes you bleed?

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, Yeah



Somebody told me the wrong way

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, Yeah

Somebody told me the wrong way



What if I died?

What did I give?

I hope it was an answer so you might live

I hope I helped you live

I hope I helped you live

I hope I helped you live

I hope I helped you live...live



Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, Yeah

Somebody told me the wrong way

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, Yeah

Somebody told me the wrong way

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, Yeah