Let your soul be your pilot
Let your soul guide you

He'll guide you well

When you're down and they're counting

When your secrets all found out
When your troubles take to mounting
When the map you have leads you to doubt

When there's no information
And the compass turns to nowhere that you know well


Let your soul be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
He'll guide you well


When the doctors failed to heal you
When no medicine chest can make you well

When no counsel leads to comfort
When there are no more lies they can tell
No more useless information

And the compass spins
The compass spins between heaven and hell


Let your soul be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
He'll guide you well


And your eyes turn towards the window pane
To the lights upon the hill

The distance seems so strange to you now
And the dark room seems so still


Let your pain be my sorrow
Let your tears be my tears too
Let your courage be my model

That the north you find will be true
When there's no information
And the compass turns to nowhere that you know well


Let your soul be your pilot
Let your soul guide you

Let your soul guide you
Let your soul guide you upon your way...