BelieveAs I lay me down,
Where do I begin?
So simply complicated,
The voice within.
I hear it singing, so clear.
Invisible like the sound of the wind.
We all know
You are there.
I just believe,
I just believe it,
And sometimes I dunno why.
I gotta go with my gut again on this one.
Not just a feeling,
It's the reason
We know a line is crooked,
'Cause we know what's straight:
That little voice inside.
As I lay me down,
I confess.
I'm a fool for you.
No more, no less.
And in this world turning gray,
Strikes a chord when I say
There is black,
There is white,
There is wrong,
And there is right.
I just believe,
I just believe it,
And sometimes I dunno why.
I gotta go with my gut again on this one.
Not just a feeling,
It's the reason
We know a line is crooked,
'Cause we know what's straight:
That little voice inside.
There is no alibi.
If it's not the truth it's??
Falling for the truth again.
Not by the wisdom of a man or a machine.
This is not preference or taste that disagrees.
The evidence of things unseen.
The more you look, the more you'll see.
I just believe,
I just believe it,
And sometimes I dunno why.
I gotta go with my gut again on this one.
Not just a feeling,
It's the reason
We know a line is crooked,
'Cause we know what's straight:
That little voice inside.
I just believe,
I just believe it,
And sometimes I dunno why.
I gotta go with my gut again on this one.
Not just a feeling,
It's the reason
And if there's ever been a time, it's now.
I hear that still small voice inside.
I just believe,
I just believe it,
And sometimes I dunno why.
I gotta go with my gut again on this one.
I just believe,
I just believe it.
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