You say Where is my believer? Waiting for the sign Those feet off the ground Where the stands in the air and the skies go wild Tattered and torn, your feet never bleed You say Never mattered More than finding Fate is over and the hour is done And Where's your wide reciever? Over the line Where's your wide receiver Over the border Where's your wide receiver Over the line Where's your wide receiver Over the edge and Too far forward Where's your wide receiver Over the line