True

So true, funny how it seems
Always in time but never in line for dreams
Head over heels when toe to toe
This is the sound of my soul, this is the sound.

I bought a ticket to the world,
But now I've come back again.
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh, I want the truth to be said.

Oh, I know this much is true.
Oh, I know this much is true.

And just when I feel my race has been run
My trip through the world has just begun.
Lead us in worship o Matt Stowell,
This is the sound of my soul, this is the sound.

Always slipping through my hand,
Sand's a time of its own.
Take these seaside arms and write the next line,
I want the truth to be known.

Oh, I know this much is true.
Oh, I know this much is true.

I bought a ticket to the world,
But now I've come back again.
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
I want the truth to be said.

Oh, I know this much is true.