Words, words, words In my old Bible How much truth remains? If I only understood them, While my lips pronounced them, Would not my life be changed? Words, words, words In the Declaration How much truth remains? If I only understood them, While my lips pronounced them, Would not my life be changed? Words, words, words In old songs and stories How much truth remains? If I only understood them, While my lips pronounced them, Would not my life be changed? Words, words, words On cracked old pages How much truth remains? If my mind could understand them, And if my life pronounced them, Would not this world be changed?