I want to tell her
'Yes, I believe',
And I'll be what she
Wants me to be.

Too bad it was presented
In a style I resented.
I can't be what she
Wants me to be.

She wants her great grandkids
To believe in a God,
And not the violence
That she sees on TV.

The millions without love,
Starved for affection,
May find some comfort in a
Forced resurrection.

I can't be the judge,
But I know it's not for me.

But if people trust in themselves,
And believe in each other,
Believe in each other...
The hate could not last,
The violence would pass,
We'd all live like sisters and brothers.
I'd believe,
I'd believe,
I'd believe.

If the time people spent
Looking up to the skies
Was spent on each other
And breaking down lies,
I'd believe,
I'd believe,
I'd get down on my knees,
Get down on my knees.
I'd believe,
I'd believe,
I'd believe.

I'd believe,
I'd believe,
I'd believe.

I'd believe,
I'd believe,
I'd believe.