I do believe in a few things that I have seen

But I'm still confused with what life's been showing me

And if I had my way I'd ask for a piece of you

What is it you wonder, and what do you hold on to?

Some people think that a man is what he's making

Some people think that they're taking too long

Call me naive 'cause I'm young and always dreaming

But I'm listening and I'm searching for a way inside

I do believe in a few things that I have seen

No, I don't accept everything life's been showing me, no

And if I had my way I'd ask, I'd ask for a piece of you

What do you believe in, and what else can I see in you?

Some people think that they're born with all the answers

Some people think about nothing at all

From what I'm seeing, it's all in where you're looking

So I'm listening and I'm searching for an answer

Yeah, I do believe in a few things that I have seen, oh

I'm still confused with what life's, with what life's been showing me

If I had my way I'd ask for a piece of you

What you wondering, what you thinking, do you mind if I hold on to?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I do believe

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Won't somebody help me believe?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Oh, no, no, no, no, oh, no, no, no, no, no

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Oh, I do believe

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah