A single mother with two children make lunches in the mornin’
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And on her way to work, she drops ‘em off at school
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And tells them, faith in me, faith in you
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A farmer kneels in his fields with dust pourin’ through his fingers
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Says I’m gonna lose you if it don’t rain real soon
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He looks up and says, faith in me, faith in you
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[CHORUS]
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Oh! Oh! I have to have faith
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That’s where it all starts
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I know I have to have faith in myself
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It’s feelin’ that’s found right here in my heart
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And when I think about things and all the dreams I wanna see come true
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Let me tell you just what I do…
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I take a look in the mirror and I smile and say have faith in me, faith in you.
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In the shadow of the city, by the banks of the river
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From the doorway of his cardboard room
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A man cries out, faith in me, faith in you
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Your form of poverty and prejudice over hunger and pain
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Over social injustice, just watch as the bosses rein
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Here ‘em saying, faith in me, faith in you
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[REPEAT CHORUS]
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I take a look in the mirror and I smile and say have faith in me… faith in you.
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Faith in Me, Faith in You
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| Doug Stone |
