Lyrics
I prefer to believe there’s something
beyond,
just you and me and all of the songs
about heaven and hell, sinners and
saints,
i can point out the fakes as easy as
you.
Those guys on the take, bible in view.
Michelangelo’s god is not what i
mean,
mountains and oceans and spirits
unseen.
I hear what you say, it can’t really
be.
I will always choose faith...
I believe.
I could write a list of all that
inspires me,
but it’s never enough in the time the
rhyme gives, see, there’s so many
things,
i can feel on my skin, that touch deep
within and cut me in two.
The beating of my heart and there’s
you.
Michelangelo’s god is not what i
mean.
Mountains and oceans and spirits
unseen.
I hear what you say, it can’t really
be.
I will always choose faith...
I believe.
I believe in statistics only half of
the time,
it’s a little simplistic, this three of
one kind.
I believe in my eyes, for wonder and
beauty, and all of the times i felt
love run right through me,
and faith won me another day...
There’s no man, on a cloud,
pointing the way...
Michelangelo’s god, is not what i
mean.
Mountains and oceans and spirits
unseen.
I hear what you say, it can’t really
be.
I will always choose faith...
I will always choose faith...
I believe.
I believe.
I believe.
beyond,
just you and me and all of the songs
about heaven and hell, sinners and
saints,
i can point out the fakes as easy as
you.
Those guys on the take, bible in view.
Michelangelo’s god is not what i
mean,
mountains and oceans and spirits
unseen.
I hear what you say, it can’t really
be.
I will always choose faith...
I believe.
I could write a list of all that
inspires me,
but it’s never enough in the time the
rhyme gives, see, there’s so many
things,
i can feel on my skin, that touch deep
within and cut me in two.
The beating of my heart and there’s
you.
Michelangelo’s god is not what i
mean.
Mountains and oceans and spirits
unseen.
I hear what you say, it can’t really
be.
I will always choose faith...
I believe.
I believe in statistics only half of
the time,
it’s a little simplistic, this three of
one kind.
I believe in my eyes, for wonder and
beauty, and all of the times i felt
love run right through me,
and faith won me another day...
There’s no man, on a cloud,
pointing the way...
Michelangelo’s god, is not what i
mean.
Mountains and oceans and spirits
unseen.
I hear what you say, it can’t really
be.
I will always choose faith...
I will always choose faith...
I believe.
I believe.
I believe.