So much to say, so little time
The words ring loud and true
Yeah, bring forth the graceful thought
Of benevolence, brightness, and hue
Like others I sing with Mr. Vox
Of strong desire burning
For the one and only
For the one and only you
Hat pulled down, weight of the world
Weight of the world on his brow
Heart on his sleeves swinging fists
Swinging fists at what might be broken glass
I don't believe in revolution
Or the stateman's ideology
But I believe in
I believe in you
If I could rethink myself
I might not act this way
We push the cloak of the world
We wait for light but behold obscurity
Living in a cold sweat state
A cube of sugar singer
But I believe in
I believe in you
