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