Written by Sid Griffin
Make me believe in a town that's a home
Make me believe in something I own
And give me the time and the sense that it's real
And pull me away from the sad things I feel
Then begin the music which signals it all
The sounding of trumpets, the clarion call
The dull and the bad nights, the smell of the crowd
The roar of us lonely when we're singing aloud
I can believe in a dream that's so new
I can't conceive of a day without you
Tell me when there is this ocean between
Is it part of the daylight or part of the dream
As we walk through life will we waltz on clouds
Same as the day when we took our vows
Here is the sand where I'm sticking in our flag
On this good earth where I intend to prove my worth
Knowing full well that the road is paved to hell
The road is paved to the road is paved to hell
The road is paved to the road is paved to hell
Give me the time and the sense that it's real
Pull me away from the sad things I feel
The dull and the bad nights, the smell of the crowd
The roar of us lonely when we're singing aloud
© Sid Griffin
Published by Coal Train Tunes/Bug Music Ltd