Belief, makes things real, makes things feel alright.
Belief, makes things true, things like you, you and I.
Tonight, you arrested my mind when you came to my defense... with a knife in the shape of your mouth, in the form of your body, with the wrath of a god you stood by me.
Belief builds from scratch, doesn't have to relax, it doesn't need space.
Long live the queen and I'll be the king in the colour of grace.
I'm going to yell it from the rooftops, I'll wear a sign on my chest.
That's the least I can do, it's the least I can do.
I'll stand by my belief.
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Gavin DeGraw - Belief.mp3
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