Used to be my life was a page of white Then You wrote Your name on my heart And I began to see the image clear with every line As You became the author of my soul, so the story goes Now every day I stand before two roads And every day I'm faced with a choice To follow other signs or read the writing on my heart But one is always fiction, one is true, so You're the road I choose 'Cause what am I without You, what am I And looking at the pages in the story of my life The core of my existence flows from You, from any point of view So what am I without You, what am I and what's the use What am I without You, what am I