G
One foot stands before the crib
C
The other by the casket
G
A question formed upon stilled lips
C
Is passed on but never asked

[Chorus]
D                                                 C
I guess I believe that there's a point to what we do
Am                                          G 
But I ask myself is there something more besides you?

[Verse]
G
Two are born to cross
C
Their paths, their lives, their hearts
G
If by chance one turns away
C
Are they forever lost?

[Chorus]
D                                                 C
I guess I believe that there's a point to what we do
Am                                          G 
But I ask myself is there something more besides you?

[Verse]
G
This morning I awoke,
C
The bed warm where it once was cold
G
Small blessings laid upon us
C
Small mysteries slowly unfold

[Chorus]
D                                              C
Yet I still wonder is there a point to what we do?
Am                                                    G 
'Cause I kind of doubt that there is something more besides you

[Tag]
D                                              C   
Although it's hard to find the pointto what we do,
Am                                                G
Do I dare believe that there is something more besides you?