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?