Believer

Kris Orlowski

Compositor: Kris Orlowski

Only one you said was three, certainly i gurantee
Pass you right in front of me, my Sunday greeting
I’ll be here until its right, could be here till Sunday night
Holy role to see me rise I fall and I

Stand tall I’m a believer, wishing for the words to carry one

One is one was all i know, born along a straightened road
When the fever is talking hold I’m feeling bold
Risking chance to take what’s mine, divested from the line
Loosing sight lossing time I loose my mind

Stand tall I’m believer, wishing for the words to carry on
Stand fall I’m believer, waiting for the words to carry on

Stand tall I’m a believer, wishing for the words to carry on
Wrong call I’m believer, waiting for the Faith to carry on
For the word to carry on