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Text: Matt Brouwer. Where's Our Revolution. I Shall Believe.

Come to me now
And lay your hands over me
Even if it's a lie, say it will be alright
And I shall believe

I'm broken in two
And I know you're on to me
That I only come home, when I'm so all alone
But I do believe

That not everything is gonna be the way
You think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me

Please say, honestly
You won't give up on me
And I shall believe
And I shall believe

Open the door
And show me your face tonight
I know it's true, no one heals me like you
And you hold the key

Never again
Would I turn away from you
I'm so heavy tonight, but your love is alright
And I do believe

That not everything is gonna be the way
You think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me

Please say, honestly
You won't give up on me
And I shall believe
I shall believe
And I shall believe

That not everything is gonna be the way
You think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me

Please say, honestly
You won't give up on me
And I shall believe
I shall believe

I shall believe
I shall believe
I shall believe
And I shall believe

Please say, honestly
You won't give up on me
And I shall believe
I shall believe
And I shall believe

I shall believe
I shall believe
I shall believe
I shall believe

I shall believe
I shall believe
I shall believe
I shall believe

I shall believe
I shall believe
I shall believe
I shall believe