Believing

I don't remember how I got here
when my rose colored glasses disappeared
sometimes my fingers, they can lose touch
start letting go of everything I love

when I'm broken you put me back together again
all that I once was, all I could be
when I've forgotten you remind me

when I get the feeling that my prayers have hit the ceiling
and those darker days when my faith has lost all meaning
you keep me believing
E M Shackelton, T Hinesh & K York