Well the good Lord Is such a good Lord With such a good mother too They have blessed me They have blessed me In the good graces of you Now I, I have heard a hundred violins cryin' And I, I have seen a hundred white doves flyin' But nothing is as beautiful As when she belives When she believes When she believes When she believes When she believes When she believes in me Woah, in me How good it must feel To be so young Young and free And the song that pleases a queen Will always please me Now I, I have heard the wisest of wisdom And I, I have dined in palaces and kingdoms But nothing is as beautiful as when she believes When she believes When she believes When she believes When she believes When she believes in, oh in me Now all of life Is just passing the time Until once again Your eyes look into mine Now I, I have been Adored by a stranger And I, I have heard the whispering angel But nothing is as beautiful As when she believes When she believes When she believes When she believes When she believes When she believes in me