Текст: Lighthouse Family. Postcards from Heaven. Question of Faith.

Can't see the truth in triggered words
Don't need a mountain for a wall
See the big old moon spin around the world
Somehow it makes me feel so small

I know I've been living the simple life
Really that's the main thing
Nowadays nobody speaks about
The way they feel about things

I know I need something to set me right
And now it seems there's nothing
And nowadays nobody thinks about
A way to ease the suffering

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
How do you prove what you can't see?
Well, it's a question of faith

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
Say you don't know enough about me
Well, it's a question of faith

Don't wanna complain, the weather could be worse
But I wish I'd learned from my mistakes
Don't really need no clever words
To understand what's in your face

Know I've been living the simple life
Really that's the main thing
Nowadays nobody speaks about
The way they feel about things

I know I need something to set me right
And now it seems there's nothing
And nowadays nobody thinks about
A way to ease the suffering

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
How do you prove what you can't see?
Well, it's a question of faith

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
Say you don't know enough about me
Well, it's a question of faith

I know I've been living the simple life
Really that's the main thing
Nowadays nobody speaks about
The way they feel about things

I know I need something to set me right
And now it seems there's nothing
And nowadays nobody thinks about
A way to ease the suffering

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
How do you prove what you can't see?
Well, it's a question of faith

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
Say you don't know enough about me
Well, it's a question of faith

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
How do you prove what you can't see?
Well, it's a question of faith

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
Say you don't know enough about me
Well, it's a question of faith

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
How do you prove what you can't see?
Well, it's a question of faith

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly
Say you don't know enough about me
Well, it's a question of faith

Baby, I know you're the first thing
I believe in, honestly