The Bottom Line
If somebody asked you to surrenderand that was the only way to winIf somebody offered you the freedom to open your mind again
would you take that flightwould you walk right in
So meet me down at the bottom lineand open my heart with your handsand we’ll hear the sound of pretenses fallingand find where the truth has beendown at the bottom line
If somebody led you to the waterIf somebody taught you (right?) how to swimIf somebody took your doubt and turned it outand then you could breathe again
would you take that chancewould you dive right in
So meet me down at the bottom lineand open my heart with your handsand we’ll hear the sound of pretenses fallingand find where the truth has beendown at the bottom line
what if the wind blowsthe cradle will fallwhat if the wise man knows nothing at allwe justifywe crucifybut we don’t have the balls to cry
So meet me down at the bottom lineand open my heart with your handsand we’ll hear the sound of pretenses fallingand find where the truth has beendown at the bottom linethat’s where we’ll gowhere truth always flows