It was the first new century
In 100 years
And when I felt like I should cry
I laughed away my tears
The end of a millenium
We waited a long long time
To see the brave new world
And the mountains we would climb
The things I try to comprehend
As a child remained a mystery
There's nothing I need to defend
There's nothing great about me
All that I'll ever believe
Is the pounding of my heart
No it doesn't answer questions
That's just the way it goes
All I will ever have faith in
Is the beating in my chest
It won't predict tommorow
Or give me eternal rest
