I’ve taught myself to believe in nothing
I’ve never put my faith in anything but me
But now it’s clear, that I need more
How could I be a beacon for the masses?
How could I guide a soul as I lead the way
Unsure and biased by my atheist pride?
My heart is heavy and my eyes are welling

Face down; I watch this spring becoming a river
Splitting the earth in two
And there you were,
Bled out and naked
Freed from the purity
That your wings used to convey

Should I believe in you?
Or should I just
Should I just run?
It took an angel’s touch
To heal and breathe my faith back in

And as I stare at your half-masted halo
I finally realize, that my eyes can lie
You may just be a side effect to this drug
A hallucination or divine enlightenment
But only a fool would doubt such a gift
Disbelieve is a breach

Against all odds and logic, I chose to believe
That there is still light in this darkness I’m in
Against all odds and logic, I chose to believe
That angels could only be the sign that I needed
Make me a believer, make me a believer
Show me now, convince me now
Find me, pick me, lift me, save me