Believer کے بول

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