rachael lampa - all this time

i've been flipping through pages full of golden rules
a wealth of tiny truths
tripping over the same old things,
i thought i'd long since moved

i believe in the helping hand, my fellow man
and the fail-safe 'love thy neighbour plan'
the promise, the creed, the other cheek
so help me; i need to get to you

i believe in the one about reaching out,
living loud, and all my doubts
i believe in what i can't do
and i believe, i believe in you

i believe i can overcome
the things that've been left undone
i believe i have a place to go,
somehow i know, i will get to you