You've got to believe it
Your soul is free
You've got to believe it
Your soul is free
In the morn
No clothes
I'm aching the cold
Burning memories
Furrier
If you do as you please
Fall on your knees
I will go down
In your arms
You've got to believe it
Your soul is free
You've got to believe it
Your soul is free
Take an apple, on right
Is it food or the spite
Throw it long, throw it hard
Make it count, make it strong (ooh)
If the leaves is enough
If you fill the cup
The wind will dance
In a sea you pass
You've got to believe it
Your soul is free (ahhhh)
You've got to believe it
Your soul is free
You've got to believe it
Your soul is free
