In my own way, i'm a believer. In my own way, right or wrong. I don't talk too much about it. It's something i keep workin' on. I don't have too much to build on, My faith has never been that strong. There is a man there in that buildin'. He's a holy man, they say. He keeps talkin' about tomorrow, While i keep strugglin' with today. He preaches hellfire and brimstone, And heaven seems so far away. I do believe in a higher power. One that loves us, one and all. Not someone to solve my problems, Or to catch me when i fall. He gave us all a mind to think with. And to know what's right or wrong. He is that inner spirit, That keeps us strong. In my own way, i'm a believer. But not in voices i can't hear. I believe in a lovin' father. One i never have to fear, That i should live life at its fullest, Just as long as i am here. Mmm-mmm, mmm-mm.