Lyrics Pocketful Of Questions

Just hung up the phone, feels like I’ve been torn apart
I never felt so alone, now I know what it means to have an empty heart

Just when I was feeling so sure, there were blue skies overhead
I never needed a cure, for pain or a love gone bad

So how do you move that mountain, when you don’t know how to pray
And how do you walk on water, when your shoes are made of clay
A handful of questions, and the answers far away

Coming out of the light, it seems I’ve found a place in the dark
I never needed to hide, now I know why love will leave a mark

But I’m not moving into the cold, or turn happy into sad
I won’t fit in the mould, for you or a love gone mad

So how do we cross that river, when there’s no one to lead the way
And where do we run for cover, when it rains on a sunny day
A pocketful of questions, and the answers far away

So how do you move that mountain, when you don’t know how to pray
And how do you walk on water, when your shoes are made of clay
A pocketful of questions, and the answers far away