You have the cool clear eyes of a seeker of wisdom and truth,
Yet theres that upturned chin and the grin of impetuous youth,
I believe in you, I believe in you.
I hear the sound of good solid judgment whenever you talk,
Yet theres that bold, brave, spring of the tiger that quickens your walk,
I believe in you, I believe in you.
And when my faith in my fellow man all but falls apart,
Ive but to feel your hand grasping mine, and I take heart,
I take heart to see the cool clear eyes of a seeker of wisdom and truth,
Yet theres that slam, bang, tang, reminiscent of gin and vermouth,
Now I believe in you, I believe in you.
(musical interlude)
I believe in you, I believe in you, I believe, I believe in you.