I'll play guitar to make the rent And you can make our family three I might not make a million dollars But a million dollars won't make me I'm looking out on the stars tonight Thinking about this human zoo There's poor old Leo watching the cars roll by Screaming up at who knows who Believe in you And I'll believe in me Desperate men divided In these glorious fields of green We all pray to heaven To help us mend this broken machine There's too much talk about the clouds of gray When there's a great big sky of blue I turn off the TV and look in your eyes And I know that I've found something true Just believe in you, yeah And I'll believe in me This is the age of the icons made of sand From the rock and roll star to the local preacher man From the baseball player to the politician with his plans Well darling, just believe in you Oh, and I'll believe in you too Someone's gonna sue for harassment Someone gonna sue 'cause they can't forget Someone gonna sue poor old Philip J. Morris For selling 'em one too many cigarettes And Philip Morris, well, he'll probably sue me For putting his name in this song And all across America We try and teach our children how to get along Believe in you And I'll believe in me I'll believe in me © JUDE COLE MUSIC; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com