You wonder how I did it, turning water into wine
You wonder if I’ll be a pal and show you one more sign
You ask about the Sabbath and why that day I healed
You ask about traditions but you wear them like a shield
You have questions...
You wonder if the stories that I use to tell the truth
Have anything to do with you or if I’m just uncouth
You ask me about taxes, and tax collectors too
There’s hardly been a time you haven’t asked my point of view
You have questions....
You have questions, I have answers.
You only have to listen to hear.
You have question, I have answers.
It’s impossible to hear them
If you only use your ears.
You listened to beatitudes and wondered what I meant
You’ve asked me twenty seven ways if I am heaven sent
You wonder where the fish came from to feed the hungry crowd
I hear your questions when you’re still and when you talk out loud
You have questions....
You asked me about Moses and his teaching on divorce
You don’t want to know the answer, that’s obvious of course
But the question of all questions is seldom asked of me (is one you seldom ask of me)
“What must I do to follow you and live eternally?”
You have questions....
You have questions, I have answers.
You only have to listen to hear.
You have question, I have answers.
I know you’ll hear them better
When my love drives out your fears.
I know you’ll hear them better
When my love drives out your fears.
