When you rush around in hopeless circles    Searching ev'rywhere for something true    You're a t the age of not believing    When all the "make believe" is through       When you set aside your childhood heroes    And your dreams are lost up on a shelf    You're a t the age of not believing    And worst of all you doubt yourself       You're a castaway where no one hears you    On a barren isle in a lonely sea    Where did all the happy endings go?    Where can all the good times be?       You must face the age of not believing    Doubting ev'rything you ever knew    Until at last you start believing    There's something wonderful...    Truly wonderful in you