| Caught myself worrying again today |
| Seems like it’s always something, something I can’t change |
| I’m either looking back, haunted by regret |
| Or finding trouble with tomorrow that hasn’t even happened yet |
| Everyday the choices just keep on comin' up |
| And I know it all comes down to fear, oh Lord |
| And I surrender myself to what the future will bring |
| Well, I’m just trying to do the next right thing |
| I’m just trying to do the next right thing |
| Every time I try to be a man I wanna be |
| There’s a world of sweet temptation calling out to me |
| And there’s that voice inside that whispers sweet and low |
| Always waiting to remind me of all the truth I already know |
| Everyday the choices just keep on comin' up |
| And I know it all comes down to fear, oh Lord |
| I surrender myself to what the future will bring |
| Well, I’m just trying to do the next right thing |
| I’m just trying to do the next right thing |
| I surrender myself to what the future will bring |
| I’m just trying to do the next right thing |
| I’m just trying to do the next right thing |
| Yes, I’m trying to do the next right thing |
| Oh, I’m trying, trying, trying, trying to do |