Believe

Believe
Written by Gloria Attoun (Ah-TUNE)
2:45

Today the trees lose their leaves
Because there’s the right touch of gold
And a soft blowing breeze
That makes them want to let go
We have all learned to wait
From now until then
Our confident faith
They will grow back again
Chorus: Today may be the last time to
Day may be the last time to be
Today may be the last time to believe.

If I had one more day
Would I use it to fight?
Would I use it to argue who’s wrong and who’s right
Would I choose my words slowly
So they come out like a kiss
Would I wonder what’s coming
Or mourn what I’d miss

Chorus

Outside of my window,
The world looks okay
There are no guns or bombs
To scare me away
Just because there’s no smoke,
It doesn’t mean there’s no hate
The way this whole mess turns out
Depends on what we create.

Chorus